Quotes About Redemption

He had made a vow, a private promise to the world in the long dark watches of the night, that if he did survive then in the great afterward he would always try to be kind, to live a good quiet life. Like Candide, he would cultivate his garden. Quietly. And that would be his redemption.

What if we had a chance to do it again and again, until we finally did get it right? Wouldn't that be wonderful?" EDWARD BERESFORD TODD

It's never too late,' I said vaguely. A lie, of course, as often, unfortunately, it is much too late.

God created Man," she repeated. "And then he had a better idea.

I know that human triumph is never fully redemptive.

Forgiveness, reader, is, I think, something very much like hope and love - a powerful, wonderful thing. And a ridiculous thing, too.

But still, here are the words Despereaux Tilling spoke to his father. He said, I forgive you, Pa! And he said those words because he sensed that it was the only way to save his heart, to stop it from breaking in two. Despereaux, reader, spoke those words to save himself.

Mon Dieu, look, look, says Antoinette. He lives. He lives! And he seems such the happy mouse. Forgiven, whispers Lester. Cripes, says Furlough, unbelievable. Just so, says the threadmaster, Hovis, smiling. Just so. And, reader, it is just so. Isn't it?

I intended lilies, said the magician. but in the clutches of a desparate desire to do something extraordinary, I called down a greater magic and inadvertently caused you a profound harm. I will now try to undo what I have done.

He said, 'I forgive you, Pa. And he said those words because he sensed that it was the only way to save his own heart, to stop it from breaking in two. Despereaux, reader, spoke those words to save himself.

Perhaps, he thought, it is not too late, after all, for me to be saved.

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It was because he had not loved Abilene enough. And now she was gone from him. And he would never be able to make it right.

God made beauty and love from ashes.

I have redeemed myself by giving belief to the wings of the young. Blessed are those who believe, for indeed they shall fly.

Sin has no power to break God's faithfulness to God's own original intentions for us; we are still in God's eyes at least the creatures God created us to be.

The day misspent, the love misplaced, has inside it the seed of redemption. Nothing is exempt from resurrection.

Not even waste/is inviolate./The day misspent,/the love misplaced,/has inside it/the seed of redemption./Nothing is exempt from resurrection.

I'm fighting to save myself, and save myself, I will. Mary Magdalene in The Last Temptation of Christ

Perhaps God's so deeply ashamed of us, of something we did, that he's wishing himself to forget.

But then I behaved badly towards myself, towards everybody. You mustn't feel singled out. My awfulness was universally distributed.

So that feeling came again, even though I tried to keep it out: that we were doing all of this too late; that there'd once been a time for it, but we'd let that go by, and there was something ridiculous, reprehensible eve, about the way we were now thinking and planning.

Your Christian god of mercy gives men licence to pursue their greed, their lust for land and blood, knowing a few prayers and a little penance will bring forgiveness and blessing.

If you want to become that close to 'God', die instead.