Praying Quotes

In my opinion, there are two things that can absolutely not be carried to the screen: the realistic ...

Praying without ceasing is not ritualized, nor are there even words. It is a constant state of aware...

Father, we come to You, Father, in the name of the Father, Father we come to You, Father, Father, ju...

For a few moments, raising his arms desperately, the Reverend Mouret implored Heaven. His shoulder-b...

It is in vain to expect our prayers to be heard.

Last year I had a very unusual experience. I was awake, with my eyes closed, when I had a dream. It ...

In the forty minutes I watched the muskrat, he never saw me, smelled me, or heard me at all. When he...

Today is the winter solstice. The planet tilts just so to its star, lists and holds circling in a fi...

The color-patches of vision part, shift, and reform as I move through space in time. The present is ...

All at once, something wonderful happened, although at first, it seemed perfectly ordinary. A female...

I have often noticed that these things, which obsess me, neither bother nor impress other people eve...

A kind of northing is what I wish to accomplish, a single-minded trek towards that place where any s...

Xerxes, I read, ‘halted his unwieldy army for days that he might contemplate to his satisfaction’ th...

And under the cicadas, deeper down that the longest taproot, between and beneath the rounded black r...

Say you could view a time-lapse film of our planet: what would you see? Transparent images moving th...

I want to think about trees. Trees have a curious relationship to the subject of the present moment....

You are God. You want to make a forest, something to hold the soil, lock up energy, and give off oxy...

Shadow is the blue patch where the light doesn’t hit. It is mystery itself, and mystery is the ancie...

I was in no tent under leaves, sleepless and glad. There was no moon at all; along the world’s coast...

It looked as though the leaves of the autumn forest had taken flight, and were pouring down the vall...

Those people who shoot endless time-lapse films of unfurling roses and tulips have the wrong idea. T...

Were the earth as smooth as a ball bearing, it might be beautiful seen from another planet, as the r...

Our life is a faint tracing on the surface of mystery. The surface of mystery is not smooth, any mor...

I am sitting here, you are sitting there. Say even that you are sitting across the kitchen table fro...

Second: them poor things well out o' this, and never no more will I interfere with Mrs. Cruncher's f...

Now you are walking in Paris all alone in the crowdAs herds of bellowing buses drive byLove's anguis...

I felt like praying or something, when I was in bed, but I couldn't do it. I can't always pray when ...

On the black earth on which the ice plants bloomed, hundreds of black stink bugs crawled. And many o...

I'll pray that you grow up a brave man in a brave country. I will pray you find a way to be useful.I...

You can't pray a lie--I found that out.

There are times...when we are in the midst of life-moments of confrontation with birth or death, or ...

In your handsThe dog, the donkey, surely they know They are alive.Who would argue otherwise?But now,...