He only can truly pray who is all aglow for holiness, for God, and for heaven.

Four things let us ever keep in mind: God hears prayer, God heeds prayer, God answers prayer, and God delivers by prayer.

All God's plans have the mark of the cross on them, and all His plans have death to self in them.

He who is too busy to pray will be too busy to live a holy life. Satan had rather we let the grass grow on the path to our prayer chamber than anything else.

It is necessary to iterate and reiterate that prayer, as a mere habit, as a performance gone through by routine or in a professional way, is a dead and rotten thing.

Prayer honors God, acknowledges His being, exalts His power, adores His providence, secures His aid.

Prayer succeeds when all else fails

If God is not first in our thoughts and efforts in the morning, He will be in the last place the remainder of the day.

God shapes the world by prayer. The more prayer there is in the world the better the world will be, the mightier the forces of against evil

Prayer is not learned in a classroom but in the closet.

We regard prayer no longer as a duty which must be performed, but rather as a privilege which is to be enjoyed, a rare delight that is always revealing some new beauty.

Writing is boring, very boring, and it takes so much patience.

You have to become the 'first of yourself' instead of trying to become the second of anyone.

I decline to buy repentance at the cost of ten thousand drachmas.

Well, one of my favorite ones to work on - besides just about any scene from 'Deadwood' - was my scene with Brad Pitt in 'Assassination of Jesse James'. That was just a fun day.

When I die there is nobody to take my place.

We're all in the same boat and we all are going to catch the same hell from the same man.

There are some things that you have to consider when using MySpace, and a lot of big labels don't do this.

I won't even think about acting in a role where I didn't do a back story for a character.

He's getting dumped. And he doesn't even know it yet. He's probably eating a cheeseburger or flossing or picking up his dry cleaning, and he has no idea. No inkling.

It was autumn and falling stars Covered the shrivelled forms Crouched in the moonlight.