My praying friend, continue to make known your desires to God in all things. ... Let Him decide whether you are to receive what you ask for or not.

Prayer and helplessness are inseparable. Only he who is helpless can truly pray. Your helplessness is your best. prayer.

To pray is nothing more involved than to open the door, giving Jesus access to our needs and permitting Him to exercise His own power in dealing with them.

Only he who is helpless can truly pray.

Prayer is the conduit through which power from heaven is brought to earth.

Helplessness is your best prayer. It calls from your heart to the heart of God with greater effect than all your uttered pleas.

The more helpless you are, the better you are fitted to pray, and the more answers to prayer you will experience.

We need to learn to know Him so well that we feel safe when we have left our difficulties with Him. To know in that way is a prerequisite of all true prayer.

Helplessness is the real secret and the impelling power of prayer.

The secret prayer chamber is a bloody battleground. Here violent and decisive battles are fought out. Here the fate of souls for time and eternity is determined, in quietude and solitude.

Prayer is a condition of mind, an attitude of heart, which God recognizes as prayer whether it manifests itself in quiet thinking, in sighing or in audible words.

What is an idea made of? Of future, past and also meanwhile.

The bad thing about all religions is that, instead of being able to confess their allegorical nature, they have to conceal it.

I wish that I had bridged the feminist movement and the anti-war movement better than I did.

On the heights it is warmer than people in the valley suppose, especially in winter. The thinker recognizes the full import of this simile.

I agree and I disagree in the sense that I think that he [Donald Trump] has a fondness for autocrats, but at the same time, isn't he talking about like perception of defending your country.

So you are lean and mean and resourceful and you continue to walk on the edge of the precipice because over the years you have become fascinated by how close you can walk without losing your balance.

Men," Thom murmured. "Men who shook the pillars of heaven and rocked the world on its foundations." He shook his head. "It doesn't matter. Forget about them. They are dust now.

When you're in a band that's so big when you're young, you kind of lose your identity a little bit. You just become part of the band. I just needed to get away from it.

None of my sisters are in the movies, nor are my nieces going to be. That's how Dutt 'sahab,' my dad, brought up the girls in the family, and I am just carrying his thought forward.

What a long way it is from one life to another: yet why write if not for that distance; if things can be let go, every before replaced by an after.