Quotes About Gift

The idea comes to me from outside of me - and is like a gift. I then take the idea and make it my own - that is where the skill lies.

and a couple of days later he sent Strange a haggis (a sort of Scotch pudding) as a present.

Forgiveness is a gift you give yourself.

Life...as God intended it enables us to live above the drag of fear, superstition, shame, pessimism, guilt, anxiety, worry, and all the negativity that keeps people from seizing each day as a gift from Him.

The Promised Land was a tangible representation of God's ultimate desire for His people, but they failed to comprehend His gift for at least three reasons: It was unconditionally promised, it was outrageously generous, and it was absolutely free. None of those make sense in the world as we know it...

If we wonder often, the gift of knowledge will come. –Arapaho

If the moon smiled, she would resemble you. You leave the same impression Of something beautiful, but annihilating. Both of you are great light borrowers. Her O-mouth grieves at the world; yours is unaffected, And your first gift is making stone out of everything.

Though it's quite clear all your beauty, all your wit, is a gift, my dear, from me.

Even the sun-clouds this morning cannot manage such skirts. Nor the woman in the ambulance Whose red heart blooms through her coat so astoundingly – A gift, a love gift Utterly unasked for By a sky Palely and flamily Igniting its carbon monoxides, by eyes Dulled to a halt under bowlers. Oh my God, what am I That these late mouths should cry open In a forest of frosts, in a dawn of cornflowers.

Each day is God's gift to you. What you do with it is your gift to Him.

Because I do not hope to turn again Because I do not hope Because I do not hope to turn Desiring this man's gift and that man's scope I no longer strive to strive towards such things (Why should the aged eagle stretch its wings?) Why should I mourn The vanished power of the usual reign?

Since your father has escaped my justice, it is you who must hear my words. Words. You keep saying... Because that was the gift your father gave to me. And the curse that ruined me as well, changed my life to wretched misery. There are hours yet before the guard comes - nay, eons. An eternity, in fact. This is my time, Miranda. Now you will have your words back: before I kill you, you will hear my tale... and you will know what you have done.

And, discovering this truth, she felt it burning inside her. It was so right. She had turned away from a gift, thinking it did not matter, but in fact a gift—and specifically the gift of love—was the only thing that did matter.

Go now—return to the land of the living, if you can. You will not receive such a gift a second time.

Your place in life you can always change, whether you have the gift or not. But you cannot change what the gods have made you. The sooner you accept that, the happier you'll be.

I've already said you can't take anything from me that I wouldn't freely give you.

This world we now live in may indeed be a beautiful gift from God, but do not forget that it's our union with him beyond this life for which we wait with breathless anticipation.

My sweetest daughter," he whispered, "in whom I see no fault, know the depths of love. A love that knows no fear. A love that formed you and named you and gave you to me. A blessing beyond my understanding." His fingers trembled. "Eli is the gift I bring you. Hear him. Keep him safe. He knows the way out of this great deception.

It was a map. A heart-shaped map. "A cordiform projection," Thomas told her. She looked up at him excitedly. "It does not distort area. Look how small Greenland is." He smiled. "I will confess that I purchased it more for its heart-shaped properties." She turned toward her family. "Is this not the most romantic gift you have ever seen?

Wherefore we be not only His by His buying, but also by the courteous gift of His Father we be His bliss, we be His meed, we be His worship, we be His crown. (And this was a singular marvel and a full delectable beholding, that we be His crown!)

What a gift we are given each day when we rise. The world is beautiful, and isn't it wonderful to think that dreams can take us to the most incredible places? Never stop believing that. Always look to the future. And keep dreaming.

What a gift we are given each day when we rise. The world is beautiful, and isn't it wonderful to think that dreams can take us to the most incredible places?

once read that people who are going through cancer treatment sometimes feel like the disease was a gift, no matter the outcome, whether they beat it or not, because they feel like their spirits are awakened.

Jules could have sworn there was a devilish glint in the shopkeepers eye. 'I find today I am in need of a bonnet.' Mr. Postlethwaite was silent. And then his eyes crept toward the marquess's hairline. 'It will be a gift for a woman, Mr. Postlethwaite.' 'Of course, sir.' The marquess wished the 'of course' sounded a bit more sincere. He'd scarcely been in the shop for more than three minutes and already his dignity was fraying.