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After coming into contact with a religious man I always feel I must wash my hands.

I wash my hands of those who imagine chattering to be knowledge, silence to be ignorance, and affection to be art.

There's not a day that goes by that I don't bless myself with holy water and then get in my car and rub the medal of the Virgin Mary that she gave me and say a Hail Mary for my mother. And then I kiss her Mass card that's right there on the dashboard.

I have blessed hands. I got my hands blessed by the priest, and I am able to give out Holy Communion at Mass. It is lovely to be part of it.

Our sincere desire should be to have both clean hands and a pure heart - both a remission of sins from day to day and to walk guiltless before God.

When I work, and in my art, I hold hands with God.

I just try to love and serve everyone, and bring everyone water, and lend an ear; that's what Jesus said to do.

At least I'm going into the job with clean hands.

I have sinned against You, my Lord, and I would ask that your precious blood would wash and cleanse every stain until it is in the seas of God's forgiveness.

I'm a clean freak and a germaphobe - I have hand sanitizer in my pocket.