If, while a missionary to the nations of the earth, you should be shipwrecked on a desolate island and starve to death, die like a man.
We can hardly associate with some persons, for we have to walk in their midst like walking upon eggs.
It may appear strange to Jew and Gentile, to Saint and sinner, to high and low, to bond and free, but with all our weaknesses and imperfections we, the Latter-day Saints, are the hope of the whole world.
The Lord being my helper, I will never give up the ship; I will never leave it, as long as there is an inch of plank left; and it will live in wilder seas than have yet assailed it, and come out unharmed; in short, it will endure fore ever.
Do you think the Lord will stop in his work? NO; his ship will be manned, whether we man it or not.
The Lord and one good man, we are told, are a great majority, so it does not matter so much to him how many there are on his side.
Let us manfully man the [old] ship Zion
When Satan begins to grin and show his teeth, you may know there are sheep not far off.
God will protect his people, and he will fight their battles; and if he wants a little help, I presume that he will find us ready.
And then, we will contend for our rights legally, properly, orderly and constitutionally.
Let us act as men, at least, if we won't be Saints.
If others want to play the part of tyrants let them do so and they will find the tyrant's end.
It is a braver part sometimes to live than to die.
It is right to pray and it is right to keep our powder dry.