The coconut trees, lithe and graceful, crowd the beach like a minuet of slender elderly virgins adopting flippant poses.
As in nature, as in art, so in grace; it is rough treatment that gives souls, as well as stones, their luster. The more the diamond is cut the brighter it sparkles; and in what seems hard dealing, there God has no end in view but to perfect His people.
You are beaten to earth? Well, well, what's that? Come up with a smiling face, It's nothing against you to fall down flat/ But to lie there-that's a disgrace.
In confession... we open our lives to healing, reconciling, restoring, uplifting grace of him who loves us in spite of what we are.
Out of breath to no purpose, in doing much doing nothing. A race (of busybodies) hurtful to itself and most hateful to all others. [Lat., Gratis anhelans, multa agendo nihil agens. Sibi molesta, et aliis odiosissima.]
Single-mindedness is all very well in cows or baboons; in an animal claiming to belong to the same species as Shakespeare it is simply disgraceful.
Sure 'tis an orthodox opinion, That grace is founded in dominion.
It is the difference of opinion that makes horse races.
I am optimistic and confident in all that I do. I affirm only the best for myself and others. I am the creator of my life and my world. I meet daily challenges gracefully and with complete confidence. I fill my mind with positive, nurturing, and healing thoughts.
The scourge of life, and death's extreme disgrace, The smoke of hell,--that monster called Paine.
Much benevolence of the passive order may be traced to a disinclination to inflict pain upon oneself.
No traces left of all the busy scene, But that remembrances says: The things have been.
From distant climes, o'er wide-spread seas we come, Though not with much eclat or beat of drum; True patriots all; for be it understood We left our country for our country's good. No private views disgraced our generous zeal, What urged our travels was our country's weal.
The unbought grace of life, the cheap defence of nations, the nurse of manly sentiment and heroic enterprise, is gone!
You'll never have a quiet world till you knock the patriotism out of the human race.
Our land is the dearer of our sacrifices. The blood of our martyrs sanctifies and enriches it. Their spirit passes into thousands of hearts. How costly is the progress of the race. It is only by the giving of life that we can have life.
American is the crucible of God. It is the melting pot where all the races are fusing and reforming . . . these are the fires of God you've come to. . . . Into the crucible with you all. God is making the American.
You'll never have a quiet world till you knock the patriotism out of the human race.
The feather, whence the pen Was shaped that traced the lives of these good men, Dropped from an Angel's wing.
Perseverance is not a long race; it is many short races one after another.
Personality in man is what is "not his own" . . . what come from outside, what he has learned, or reflects, all traces of exterior impressions left in the memory.
The weakest living creature, by concentrating his powers on a single object, can accomplish good results while the strongest, by dispersing his effort over many chores, may fail to accomplish anything. Drops of water, by continually falling, hone their passage through the hardest of rocks but the hasty torrent rushes over it with hideous uproar and leaves no trace behind.
Get out of the blocks, run your race, stay relaxed. If you run your race, you'll win. Channel your energy. Focus.
Pessimists are the people who have no hope for themselves or for others. Pessimists are also people who think the human race is beneath their notice, that they're better than other human beings.
Unlike any other visual image, a photograph is not a rendering, an imitation or an interpretation of its subject, but actually a trace of it. No painting or drawing, however naturalist, belongs to its subject in the way that a photograph does.