Prayer is translation. A man translates himself into a child asking for all there is in a language he has barely mastered.
Those who pray always are necessary to those who never pray. In our view, the whole question is in the amount of thought that is mingled with prayer.[Il faut bien ceux qui prient toujours pour ceux qui ne prient jamais. Pour nous, toute la question est dans la quantité de pensée qui se mêle à la prière.]
Therefore Prayer, issuing from so many trials, is the consummation of all truths, all powers, all feelings.
The prayer does not change God, but it changes the one who prays.[Bønnen forandrer ikke Gud, men den forandrer den Bedende.]
The final life, the fruition of all other lives, to which the powers of the soul have tended, and whose merits open the Sacred Portals to perfected man, is the life of Prayer.