To be a Christian for ten year and to be no more like Jesus then than at the time of conversion, is a tragedy.

It is even possible to be a martyr for the Faith and yet not love Jesus Christ.

Only those who spend much time in HIs presence will ever become like Him.

Go on with your work as usual, for work is a blessed solace.

People in Russia adapt to misery by a deep, deep humor.

When it comes to relationships, I think I'm pretty experienced - you'd be surprised.

Don't hold onto negative feelings by justifying why you are right and someone else is wrong.

Our success is directly related to our clarity and honesty about who we are, who we're not, where we want to go, and how we're going to get there.

One of my core beliefs is that everything happens for a reason and some things just aren't to my taste. All the things that happen in my life are divinely inspired and they happen for a purpose.

No artist is pleased. There is no satisfaction whatever at any time. There is only a strange, divine dissatisfaction, a blessed unrest that keeps us marching and makes us more alive than the others.

Venice is the worlds unconscious: a misers glittering hoard, guarded by a Beast whose eyes are made of white agate, and by a saint who is really a prince who has just slain a dragon.

The umpire... is like the geyser in the bathroom; we cannot do without it, yet we notice it only when it is out of order.

So, I'm not impressed by BP's promises and I'm not ready to take the word of a company with a track record of pursuing profit over safety.