Quotes About Grace

You can't be stylish and petty at the same time.

Love accepts. Forgiveness comes in time.

Even Jesus, the Savior of the world, had to take time each day to ask for his portion.

I trip over my legs all the time. I'll wave to somebody, look up, and end up eating pavement.

If it's time for you to go, leave willingly - as you would to accomplish anything that can be done with grace and honor.

Much of Satan's time is spent trying to make you remember what God has already forgotten. Reconcile, rejoice, and look forward.

I was praying about what I needed to teach. I felt it wasn't time to move out of the theme of Romans, which is salvation by grace through faith.

People mess up and make mistakes all the time. Everyone deserves a second chance right? - Brandon

Let us draw the curtain of charity over the rest of this scene

it's the little things that smoothes people's roads the most

The true Southern watermelon is a boon apart, and not to be mentioned with commoner things. It is chief of this world'd luxuries, king by grace of God over all the fruits of the earth. When one has tasted it, he knows what the angels eat. It was not a Southern watermelon that Eve took: we know it because she repented.

Now when I had mastered the language of this water, and had come to know every trifling feature that bordered the great river as familiarly as I knew the letters of the alphabet, I had made a valuable acquisition. But I had lost something, too. I had lost something which could never be restored me while I lived. All the grace, the beauty, the poetry, had gone out of the majestic river!

I deserve it all. Let the cold world do its worst; one thing I know--there's a grave somewhere for me. The world may go on just as its always done, and take everything from me--loved ones, property, everything--but it can't take that. Some day I'll lie down in it and forget it all, and my poor broken heart will be at rest.

Oprost je miris koji ljubi?ica ostavi na stopalu koje ju je zdrobilo.

Perdón es el aroma que la violeta deja en el zapato que la aplastó.

The Shepherdsons done the same. It was pretty ornery preaching—all about brotherly love, and such-like tiresomeness; but everybody said it was a good sermon, and they all talked it over going home, and had such a powerful lot to say about faith and good works and free grace and preforeordestination, and I don't know what all, that it did seem to me to be one of the roughest Sundays I had run across yet.

If I be not in a state of Grace, I pray God place me in it; if I be in it, I pray God keep me so.

and every lady's rose-leafy dress flapping soft and silky around her hips, and she looking like the most loveliest parasol.

Without doubt modesty is nothing less than a holy feeling;

As the service proceeded, the clergyman drew such pictures of the graces, the winning ways, and the rare promise of the lost lads, that every soul there, thinking he recognized these pictures, felt a pang in remembering that he had persistently blinded himself to them, always before, and had as persistently seen only faults and flaws in the poor boys.

His grandeurs were stricken valueless: they seemed to fall away from him like rotten rags. The procession moved on, and still on, through ever augmenting splendours and ever augmenting tempests of welcome; but to Tom Canty they were as if they had not been. He neither saw nor heard. Royalty had lost its grace and sweetness; its pomps were become a reproach. Remorse was eating his heart out. He said, "Would God I were free of my captivity!

I took up my knife and fork and--- well, I simply held them, and kept still; for the boy had inclined his head and was saying a silent grace. A thousand hallowed memories of home and my childhood poured in upon me, and I sigh to think how far I had drifted from religion and its balm for hurt minds, its comfort and solace and support.

Yes, she was a poem, she was a dream, she was a spirit...

She was troubled, and said that these honors were not meet for one of her lowly birth and station, and by their kind grace she would remain simple Joan of Arc, nothing more -- and so be called. Nothing more! As if there could be anything more, anything higher, anything greater. My Lady Du Lis -- why, it was tinsel, petty, perishable. But, JOAN OF ARC! The mere sound of it sets one's pulses leaping.