In wickedness of pride is lost the light to understand how little grace is earned and how much given.

Grace thou thy House, and let not that grace thee.

They are proud in humility, proud in that they are not proud.

'Saving Grace' was a full stretch-out - literally, physically, spiritually, psychologically. And I needed to take a year-and-a-half off when it was over.

Ignorance and power and pride are a deadly mixture, you know.

It is the tenderness that breaks our hearts. The loveliness that leaves us stranded on the shore, watching the boats sail away. It is the sweetness that makes us want to reach out and touch the soft skin of another person. And it is the grace that comes to us, undeserving though we may be.