“Your accord and harmonious love is a hymn to Jesus Christ in perfect harmony, and taking your pitch from God, you may sing in unison and in one voice to the Father through Jesus Christ.”

A Christian is not his own master, since all his time belongs to God.

Let fire and the cross; let the crowds of wild beasts; let tearings let shatterings of the whole body; and let all the evil torments of the devil come upon me: only let me attain to Jesus Christ.

It is better to be silent and be real than to talk and not be real.

It is better for me to die in behalf of Jesus Christ, than to reign over all the ends of the earth.

May nothing entice me till I happily make my way to Jesus Christ! Fire, cross, struggles with wild beasts, wrenching of bones, mangling of limbs – let them come to me, provided only I make my way to Jesus Christ.

Do not have Jesus Christ on your lips, and the world in your heart.

I hunger for the bread of God, the flesh of Jesus Christ; I long to drink of his blood, the gift of unending love.

It is impossible for a man to be freed from the habit of sin before he hates it, just as it is impossible to receive forgiveness before confessing his trespasses.

As for me, my charter is Jesus Christ, the inviolable charter is His cross and His death and resurrection, and faith through Him.

Wherever the bishop shall appear, there let the multitude also be; even as, wherever Jesus Christ is, there is the Catholic Church.

It is right, therefore, that we not just be called Christians, but that we actually be Christians.

I am God’s wheat and shall be ground by their teeth so that I may become Christ’s pure bread.

Christianity is greatest when it is hated by the world.

I am the wheat of God, and am ground by the teeth of the wild beasts, that I may be found the pure bread of God.

Be obedient to the bishop and to one another, as Jesus Christ was in the flesh to the Father, and the apostles to Christ and to the Father and to the Spirit, so that there may be unity in flesh and in spirit.

Where the bishop is present, there is the Catholic Church.

My father’s a character.

The Father doesn’t give life directions in one big bundle because the goal is knowing Him, not the plan.

If Jesus is here we are going to walk out of this place to live our lives to the glory of God the Father.

I had a huge imagination. My granddad says I was a bit of a Walter Mitty character.

I was born to a dad who was born in the South Bronx while the Bronx was burning, while landlords were committing arson to their own buildings.

It was the late ’70s when my parents met. My dad was a lighting director for a soap opera, and my mom was a temp at the studio. They moved into a house in The Valley in L.A., to a neighborhood that was leafy and affordable.

Feels good to try, but playing a father, I’m getting a little older. I see now that I’m taking it more serious and I do want that lifestyle.

Every time you get on your knees and pray to God, ‘Holy’ keeps the respect and reverence while ‘Father’ brings Him close & intimate.