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Quotes About Grace

Fancy and Imagination, Grace and Beauty, all those qualities which are to the work of Art what scent and colour are to the flower, can only grow towards heaven by taking root in earth.
~ Wilkie Collins
He bears the accidents of life with dignity and grace, making the best of his circumstances, like a skilful general who marshals his limited forces with all the strategy of war . . . . He is his own best friend, and takes delight in privacy whereas the man of no virtue or ability is his own worst enemy, and is afraid of solitude.
~ Will Durant
For every thing that lives is Holy.
~ William Blake
I myself do nothing. The Holy Spirit accomplishes all through me.
~ William Blake
The Lily of the valley, breathing in the humble grass Answer'd the lovely maid and said: I am a watry weed, And I am very small, and love to dwell in lowly vales; So weak, the gilded butterfly scarce perches on my head; Yet I am visited from heaven, and he that smiles on all Walks in the valley and each morn over me spreads his hand, Saying: 'Rejoice, thou humble grass, thou new-born lily flower
~ William Blake
And throughout all Eternity I forgive you, you forgive me. As our dear Redeemer said: "This the Wine, and this the Bread.
~ William Blake
The death of Jesus set me free Then what have I to do with thee?
~ William Blake
Where Mercy, Love, and Pity dwell, There God is dwelling too.
~ William Blake
I live by Miracle.
~ William Blake
Throughout all eternity I forgive you you forgive me.
~ William Blake
Time is the mercy of eternity.
~ William Blake
What power has love but forgiveness? In other words by its intervention what has been done can be undone. What good is it otherwise?
~ William Carlos Williams
Ah, Madam, what good are your thoughts romantic but true beside this gaiety of the sun and that huge appetite? Look! from a glass pitcher she serves clear water to the white chickens. What are your memories beside that purity?
~ William Carlos Williams
It was like the last act on a set stage. It was the beginning of the end of something, he didn't know what except that he would not grieve. He would be humble and proud that he had been found worthy to be a part of it too or even just to see it too.
~ William Faulkner
I am not religious, I reckon. But peace is in my heart: I know it is. I have done things but neither better nor worse than them that pretend otherlike, and I know that Old Marster will care for me as for ere a sparrow that falls.
~ William Faulkner
Show me the man what aint going to die, bless Jesus.
~ William Faulkner
God is foolish at times, but at least He's a gentleman. Don't you know that?
~ William Faulkner
Her eyes are like two candles when you watch them gutter down into the sockets of iron candle-sticks. But the eternal and the everlasting salvation and grace is not upon her.
~ William Faulkner
thin and elegant as a mantis
~ William Gibson
Biz here was a constant subliminal hum, and death the accepted punishment for laziness, carelessness, lack of grace, the failure to heed the demands of an intricate protocol
~ William Gibson
Beyond ego, beyond personality, beyond awareness, he moved, Kuang moving with him, evading his attackers with an ancient dance, Hideo's dance, grace of the mind-body interface granted him, in that second, by the clarity and singleness of his wish to die.
~ William Gibson
Ash," said Lowbeer, fingers extended around the candle as if for warmth, "imagines you a conservative." "Does she?" "Or a romantic, perhaps. She sees your distaste for the present rooted in the sense of a fall from grace. That some prior order, or perhaps the lack of one, afforded a more authentic existence.
~ William Gibson
Beyond ego, beyond personality, beyond awareness, he moved ... grace of the mind-body interface granted him, in that second, by the clarity and singleness of his wish to die. And one step in that dance was the lightest touch on the switch, barely enough to flip- -now and his voice the cry of a bird unknown, she answered in song, three notes, high and pure. A true name.
~ William Gibson
Lonny Zone stepped forward, tall and cadaverous, moving with the slow undersea grace of his addiction.
~ William Gibson