Quotes About Grace

As on the driving cloud the shiny Bow, That gracious thing made up of tears and light...

Not long before Harvey Weinstein's fall from grace I sat next to him while being interviewed for Chris Evans's radio show. He was physically gross yet inexplicably smug.

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Be like the single blade of grass. For she too, has been trampled on, mowed down, and hit with such bitterly cold stretches that she had to shut down to survive. Yet still she stands upright with dignity, knowing that she endures, and still she dances with the wind.

Do not despair, O accused! Do not be worried about the impending punishment. When the judge is about to hand down your sentence, just immerse yourself, even if for a single moment, in the supreme Bliss, and the judge cant but forget the verdict. Then he will give a judgement that is appropriate to your present state with the Almighty Lord.

shadows, no death, and the man who had once lusted for blood had vanished. Bobby looked across at him and smiled. 'Sure feels good, doesn't it?' he said into his speaker. 'Better than anything else in the world.' PART TWO Chapter 25 Frognal Point 1963 Faye sat listening

All the way to heaven is heaven.

He has borne with thousands of foul and abominable sins which you have committed against Him, yet even they have not been enough to make Him cease looking upon you. Is it such a great matter, then, for you to avert the eyes of your soul from the outward things and sometimes to look at Him?

You are, I think, an evening star, of all the stars, the fairest…

And a sweet expression spreads over her fair face.

Dawn with arms of roses

I asked myself What, Sappho, can you give one who has everything, like Aphrodite?

bind your hair with lovely crowns, tying stems of anise together in your soft hands. For the blesses Graces prefer to look on one who wears flowers and turn away from those without a crown.

Rebuff other ways as quickly as you can and you, Dika, with your soft hands take stems of lovely anise and loop them in your locks. The blessed Graces love to gaze at one in flowers but turn their backs on one whose hair is bare.

Elegance is like manners," he used to say. "You can't be polite only on Wednesday or Thursday. If you are elegant, you should be every day of the week. If you are not, then it's another matter.

Life is hard already. Why make it harder?

Oh who can tell the range of joy or set the bounds of beauty?

look for a lovely thing and you will find it, it is not far, it never will be far

Sometimes rescue comes to you. It just shows up, and you do nothing. Maybe you deserve it, maybe you don't. But be ready, when it comes, to decide if you will take the outstretched hand and let it pull you ashore.

No man is saved by his imagination," quipped nineteenth-century Scottish preacher George Morrison. "It is a question if any man is saved without it."18

from a Wesleyan perspective, we can easily see how the imagination is one of the ways the Holy Spirit works preveniently in our lives—before we're even aware of God's presence.

Every time we remember to say thank you, we experience nothing less than heaven on earth.

For the theatre one needs long arms; it is better to have them too long than too short. An artiste with short arms can never, never make a fine gesture.

We ought to hate very rarely, as it is too fatiguing; remain indifferent to a great deal, forgive often and never forget.