For most of us the prayer in Gethsemane is the only model. Removing mountains can wait.

The perfect church service would be one we were almost unaware of. Our attention would have been on God.

Relying on God has to begin all over again every day as if nothing had yet been done.

For prayer is request. The essence of request, as distinct from compulsion, is that it may or may not be granted.

A concentrated mind and a sitting body make for better prayer than a kneeling body and a mind half asleep.

I hope I do not offend God by making my Communions in the frame of mind I have been describing. The command, after all, was Take, eat: not Take, understand.

A man who first tried to guess 'what the public wants, ' and then preached that as Christianity because the public wants it, would be a pretty mixture of fool and knave

It is no use to ask God with factitious earnestness for A when our whole mind is in reality filled with the desire for B. We must lay before Him what is in us, not what ought to be in us.

We had better share our bewilderments. By hiding them from each other we should not hide them from ourselves.

There is nothing more beautiful than someone who goes out of their way to make life beautiful for others.

Keep reading. It's one of the most marvelous adventures that anyone can have.

If-Then" is a structured logic of humans' thought, who have memories and imagination in their mind. If both don't exist, Then this quote has never even been written.

Enlightenment is the unfolding of the divinity within.

So love is about finding the right person to hurt you?”“Pretty much.

I believe that I am guided by chance encounters. I believe in the miracle of chance encounters.

I don't have to tell you how fragile this precious gift of freedom is. Every time we hear, watch, or read the news, we are reminded that liberty is a rare commodity in this world.

We've had several cats. I had a cat when I was a kid. My Aunt had lots of cats and I got lots of calls about cats.

The road was frozen. The village lay quiet under the cold sky. Komako hitched up the skirt of her kimono and tucked it into her obi. The moon shone like a blade frozen in blue ice.