Faith as tiny as a grain of sand allows us to move mountains.
I tend to go against the grain because when I start to see that everybody's trying to shock, I try not to. I just do stuff that's subtler, more emotional, and I think that shocks people.
I'd rather have none at all than a grain too much.
God is the embodiment of compassion. He watches for a grain of goodness or humility so that He can reward it with tons of grace.
Grow your tree of falsehood from a small grain of truth. Do not follow those who lie in contempt of reality. Let your lie be even more logical than the truth itself, so the weary travelers may find repose.
We must never throw away a bushel of truth because it happens to contain a few grains of chaff.
A grain of devotion is more valuable thank tons of faithlessness.
Wherever there is a grain of loyalty there is a glimpse of freedom.
Nature imitates herself. A grain thrown into good ground brings forth fruit; a principle thrown into a good mind brings forth fruit. Everything is created and conducted by the same Master-the root, the branch, the fruits-the principles, the consequences.
I always wanted to go against hat grain because it was too restricting.
We have become so accustomed to hearing everyone claim that his product is the best in the world, or the cheapest, that we take all such statements with a grain of salt.
Marriage accustomed one to the good things, so one came to take them for granted, but it magnified the bad things, so they came to feel as painful as a grain in one's eye. An open window, a forgotten quart of milk, a TV set left blaring, socks on the bathroom floor could become occasions for incredible rage.
At the heart of every legend there is a grain of truth.
Why cover the same ground again?. . . It goes against my grain to repeat a tale told once, and told so clearly.
A farmer is helpless to grow grain; all he can do is provide the right conditions for the growing of grain. He cultivates the ground, he plants the seed, he waters the plants, and then the natural forces of the earth take over and up comes the grain. . . This is the way it is with the Spiritual Disciplines - they are a way of sowing to the Spirit. . . By themselves the Spiritual Disciplines can do nothing; they can only get us to the place where something can be done.
Sometimes, I think there's a lack of ambition in me. But then sometimes, I think, no, you can, like William Blake said, you know, see heaven in a grain of sand. If you look really, really closely at a situation, you can find almost endless interest in it.
I like naturally occurring film grain, and what happens to film when it's under- and over-exposed.
All the food we eat - every grain of rice and kernel of corn - has been genetically modified. None of it was here before mankind learned to cultivate crops. The question isnt whether our food has been modified, but how.
The wind in the grain is the caress to the spouse; it is the hand of peace stroking her hair.
One summer day, while I was walking along the country road on the farm where I was born, a section of the stone wall opposite me, and not more than three or four yards distant, suddenly fell down. Amid the general stillness and immobility about me the effect was quite startling. . . . It was the sudden summing up of half a century or more of atomic changes in the material of the wall. A grain or two of sand yielded to the pressure of long years, and gravity did the rest.