For most of us the prayer in Gethsemane is the only model. Removing mountains can wait.

Libraries are sexual dream factories. The langour brings it on.

You are about to awake when you dream that you are dreaming.

I had a dream about you last night.. you were holding a pine cone and introducing him as Gerald.

..when someone says please pray for me they are not just saying lets have lunch sometime. They are issuing an invitation into the depths of their lives and their humanity- and often with some urgency. And worry is not a substitute for prayer. Worry is a starting place but not a staying place. Worry invites me into prayer. As a staying place worry can be self-indulgent paralyzing draining and controlling. When I take worry into prayer it doesnt disappear but it becomes smaller.

Because maybe Watonka was only ever supposed to be a temporary stopover and maybe I will chase that train over the hill and maybe were all destined to leave this place for sure for real together or alone. But for right now were here.

The only thing standing between you and your dreams is ... reluctance.

I dont think Ive ever referred to any girl I dated as my girlfriend. I think that would freak me out. Even the girl that I dated for two years in college I dont think I ever referred to her as my girlfriend.How would you introduce her I asked.Im just going to say her name he said.

We have one crystal clear reason apart from the blessed happiness of this way of life. It is this prayer is the core of our day. Take prayer out and the day would collapse would be pithless a straw blown in the wind. But how can you pray--really pray I mean--with one against who you have a grudge or whom you have been discussing critically with another Try it. You will find it cannot be done.

I had a dream about you. You were trying to perfect the art of sexual intercourse and I offered you the use of one of my statues to practice on. Artists have to stick together even if one artist is sticking it to another artists work.