Quotes About Release

To be unforgiving is like to drink poison and wait for someone else to die!! Rev. TD Jakes (have I said how much I love ya!)

Let It Go!!

When you hold on to your history you do it at the expense of your destiny.

I'm sorry, I didn't mean-- To speak of it? asked the K'mir. Diane nodded. You have to, just to bleed off the poison from the memory.

Release any offense, not only against others but against the world. Find no offense in the waves. Trust Yeshua instead.

Do not allow fear to bind you up, dear one. You will only lose what you already have.

You will only see who you are and thus be who you are as you surrender your attachment to all other identities

Do not allow fear to bind you up, dear one. You will only lose what you already have. Accept what is given now. ~Yeshua

Yeshua's way was to protect nothing and let go of all grievance, as

How long does it have to go on? This punishment? Haven't I done time enough, haven't I served my term? can't I apply for a-pardon?

We get information in the mail, the regular postal mail, encrypted or not, vet it like a regular news organization, format it - which is sometimes something that's quite hard to do, when you're talking about giant databases of information - release it to the public and then defend ourselves against the inevitable legal and political attacks.

She let him go once. Every day demands that she release him over and over again.

Well it's all right to cry. It helps a great deal sometimes...

Secrets. I can't take then with me. If I do, when I go, when I arrive at my final destination, I'll be . . . impure.

You] have to accept it and move on, without letting where you've been control where you're going.

On its own, having escaped my grasp, the spool I had loosed was unwinding.

Dac? am putea rupe trecutul ?i l-am arunca ca pe o ciorn? de scrisoare ori carte!

Dadora de infinito, yo no sé tomar, perdoname.

the way life will when we learn what to hold, what to let go

You keep waiting for the heaviness to leave you. You keep waiting for the moment you never think about the ex again. It doesn't come.

The next day he woke up feeling like he'd been unshackled from his fat, like he'd been washed clean from his misery, and for a long time he couldn't remember why he felt this way, and then he said her name.

Travel light. She extended her arms to embrace her house, maybe the whole world.

He breathed once more, holding the air in his chest, as if it were not air but something more--a sweet taste of freedom, of all cares lifted, everything over and done.

Wolgast leaned back in his chair and realized how exhausted he was. It always came upon him like this, like the sudden unclenching of a fist.