Quotes About Grace

O, then, what graces in my love do dwell, That he hath turn'd a heaven unto a hell!

Virtue and genuine graces in themselves speak what no words can utter.

Lady, you are the cruel'st she alive If you will lead these graces to the grave And leave the world no copy.

Fair thoughts and happy hours attend on you.

Kneel not to me. The pow'r that I have on you is to spare you; The malice towards you to forgive you. Live, And deal with others better.

The pow'r I have on you is to spare you / The malice towards you, to forgive you. Posthumus

Use them after your own honour and dignity; the less they deserve, the more merit in your bounty. - Hamlet to Polonius

He does it with a better grace, but I do it more natural.

She will outstrip all praise and make it halt behind her.

She is rich in beauty.

He made a blushing cital of himself, And chid his truant youth with such a grace As if he mastered there a double sprite Of teaching and of learning instantly. There did he pause: but let me tell the world: If he outlive the envy of this day, England did never owe so sweet a hope, So much misconstrued in his wantonness.

The pleasing punishment that women bare....

I commend my soul into the hands of God, my Creator, hoping and assuredly believing, through the only merits of Jesus Christ, my Saviour, to be made partaker of life everlasting.

Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee...

I will play the swan. And die in music.

To hell, allegiance! Vows, to the blackest devil! Conscience and grace, to the profoundest pit! I dare damnation

The more my prayer, the lesser is my grace.

I'll prove the prettier fellow of the two and wear my dagger with the braver grace

Pardon's the word to all.

Do as the heavens have done, forget your evil; With them forgive yourself.

Humbly I thank your grace. Here is the man, this Moor; whom now, it seems, Your special mandate for the state affairs Hath hither brought.

Alack, when once our grace we have forgot, Nothing goes right; we would and we would not.

But you, that are polluted with your lusts, Stain'd with the guiltless blood of innocents, Corrupt and tainted with a thousand vices, Because you want the grace that others have, You judge it straight a thing impossible To compass wonders but by help of devils.

O Lord that lends me life, lend me a heart replete with thankfulness.