Quotes About Grace

I know someone who kisses the way a flower opens, but more rapidly. Flowers are sweet. They have short, beatific lives. They offer much pleasure. There is nothing in this world that can be said against them. Sad, isn't, that all they can kiss is the air. Yes, yes! We are the lucky ones.

the faint-pink roses that have never been improved, but come to bud then open like little soft sighs

You do not have to be good. You do not have to walk on your knees for a hundred miles through the desert repenting. You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves.

A woman standing in the weeds. A small boat flounders in the deep waves, and what's coming next is coming with its own heave and grace.

You can have the other words—chance, luck, coincidence, serendipity. I'll take grace. I don't know what it is exactly, but I'll take it.

who would cry out to the petals on the ground to stay, knowing as we must, how the vivacity of what was is married to the vivacity of what will be?

There is the heaven we enter through institutional grace and there are the yellow finches bathing and singing in the lowly puddle.

If I were a perfect person, I would be bowing continuously. I'm not, though I pause wherever I feel this holiness, which is why I'm often so late coming back from wherever I went.

Everything That Was Broken Everything that was broken has forgotten its brokenness. I live now in a sky-house, through every window the sun. Also your presence. Our touching, our stories. Earthy and holy both. How can this be, but it is. Every day has something in it whose name is Forever.

They were dreamers, and imaginers, and declarers; they lived looking and looking and looking, seeing the apparent and beyond the apparent, wondering, allowing for uncertainty, also grace, easygoing here, ferociously unmovable there; they were thoughtful.

With charm comes charm's sidekick, dilapidation.

instantaneous picture of a slender blue-gowned girl

My companion had recently lunched with Diana at Kensington Palace. She said being with Diana was like "being brushed by angels' wings.

Others likened Diana to Jack Kennedy. Both had died too soon and too suddenly, cut down in their prime, to be remembered always as youthful and vibrant. One dear friend consoled me by saying, "Remember, Mary, she'll always be thirty-six, young and beautiful." Another close friend wrote, "We'll never know what she's been spared.

Perfect happiness is an attribute of angels; and those who have it, appear angelic

A nymph of the woods such as you were

You are still, as you ever were, lovely, beautiful beyond expression.

as she bestowed her heavy censure alike on his virtues as his errors, on his devoted friendship and his ill-bestowed loves, on his disinterestedness and his prodigality, on his pre-possessing grace of manner, and the facility with which he yielded to temptation, her double shot proved too heavy, and fell short of the mark. Nor

God blesses all things, she thought, and he will also bless me. Much wrong have I done, but love pure and disinterested is in my heart, and I shall be repaid.

Dark-eyed, dark-haired, with smiles of enchanting archness and a step like a fawn—

Don't harm yourself or others by unnecessarily exaggerating errors you or others made. Instead, exaggerate and praise the smallest good deed, whether it's yours or another's. Then people will overlook your errors and recognize your smallest good deed.

you have a drink, hold it at your waist (not your chest) ?       Stand up straight, keep your shoulders and

When God intends great mercy for his people, he first of all sets them praying.

No sooner was the wound given than the remedy was provided and revealed.