The great thing in prayer is to feel that we are putting our supplications into the bosom of omnipotent love.

Pride must die in you, or nothing of heaven can live in you.

Being filled with the Spirit is simply this - having my whole nature yielded to His power. When the whole soul is yielded to the Holy Spirit, God Himself will fill it.

We must begin to believe that God, in the mystery of prayer, has entrusted us with a force that can move the Heavenly world, and can bring its power down to earth.

Humility is nothing but the disappearance of self in the vision that God is all.

Our forgiving love toward men is the evidence of God's forgiving love in us. It is a necessary condition of the prayer of faith.

God cannot hear the prayers on our lips often because the desires of our heart after the world cry out to Him much more strongly and loudly than the our desires for Him.

Answered prayer is the interchange of love between the Father and His child.

A dead Christ I must do everything for; a living Christ does everything for me.

Humility is the displacement of self by the enthronement of God.

The root of all virtue and grace, of all faith and acceptable worship, is that we know that we have nothing but what we receive, and bow in deepest humility to wait upon God for it.

But even then I knew how it was going to be, I could feel the coming silence in the long, poisonous pauses that expanded as the night progressed.

A bore is a man who when you ask him how he is tells you.

China is constantly reinventing itself and so is the United States.

Genius--the free and harmonious play of all the faculties of a human being.

I got to thinking that poems were like people. Some people you got right off the bat. Some people you just didn't get--and never would get.

Tomorrow, Trubshawe, I am going to get married again, thereby quite possibly making the greatest mistake of my life.

I regard the theater as a woman I loved dearly who treated me like dirt.

I'm in my usual state up here in the commentary box: high tension, heart beating like a trip hammer, whatever that is.

I'm a massive sucker for music documentaries.

As I am never better than when I am mad; then methinks I am a brave fellow; then I do wonders: but reason abuseth me, and there's the torment, there's the hell.