For he who touches the Body of Christ unworthily receives his damnation.

The Magi are filled with awe by what they see; heaven on earth and earth in heaven; man in God and God in man; they see enclosed in a tiny body the One whom the entire world cannot contain.

Listen to the Lord's appeal:...Come, then, return to me and learn to know me as your father, who repays good for evil, love for injury, and boundless charity for piercing wounds.

Hatred bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.

We have been brainwashed into craving a diet that is killing us. What we believe tastes good is generally what we have been socially conditioned to enjoy.

This miracle of me is mine to own and keep, and mine to guard, and mine to use, and mine to kneel before.

Oh, I'm a martyr to music.

I never was a great Thatcher fan, and it wasn't a sad day in my life when she resigned.

The devil tryna rip out my soul. Lost my soul.

I love acting, but it's much more fun taking the kids to the zoo.

Vancouver's a very child friendly city, there's... no doubt about that.

I'm a messenger. I'm one piece of a giant jigsaw puzzle.

Once scouting fully opens its doors to all who desire the same experience that so fully enriched me as a young person, I will be happy to reconsider a role on the advisory board.