Quotes About Redemption

Each night I am nailed into place and forget who I am. Daddy? That's another kind of prison. It's not the prince at all, but my father drunkeningly bends over my bed, circling the abyss like a shark, my father thick upon me like some sleeping jellyfish. What voyage is this, little girl? This coming out of prison? God help - this life after death?

I was born doing reference work in sin, and born confessing it. This is what poems are.

Who are they" "Fallen angels who were not good enough to be saved, nor bad enough to be lost" say the peasantry.

she took hold of herself, knowing she owed Jesus a life

She HATED to think about her sins.

She had believed that because someone needed saving they were savable.

He's gone now. He did something terrible, but...he did good things, too. And he kept us well. And it's all right if you are sad.

It occurred to her that Mikaela was being nice to her. She did not know how to react, for when your heart has been poisoned and someone picks a dandelion for you -- because it is bright and yellow and you seem like you could use something like that -- all you can do is contemplate the funny ways of weeds.

So, if someone's changed overnight -- by witch curse or poison apple or were-turtle -- you have to show them what's good. You show them love. That works a surprising amount of the time. And if that doesn't save them, they're not worth saving.

Hugging himself, Oscar leaned against the pantry wall. For two days all he had wanted was for Caleb to come back, and now he was back and Oscar had made a mess of things: he had angered half the customers and confused the other half, and the coin boxes did not look as they should, and [rich, noble] people were complaining about him, and he couldn't look at anybody, and [redacted] was dead, and Oscar was odd. 'What if he doesn't keep me?

Je hasarde une explication : écrire c'est le dernier recours quand on a trahi.

Parfois des ivrognes notoires se rachetaient par un beau jardin cultivé entre deux cuites.

She is why purgatory was invented.

If we humble ourselves before the Lord, He will lift us up... He will. That's His promise.

I promise to do everything I can to earn back the trust of everyone I've disappointed.

I've learned that when God promises beauty through the ashes, He means it.

I have no respect for the prosecutors, the judges. And I say that not with malice in my heart. I say it because they took 30 years from me.

What I found in the Protestant faith was that your salvation is secure, and that the rest is process.

I've done a lot of things in my life that I'm not proud of.

Revenge proves its own executioner.

O what will she do, a soul bitten into with wrong?

We'll buy back our own harm with what is most dear to us.

Wretched, wretched one! Who then or God, or mortal, or [unexpected event, [121] ] having accomplished a way out of inextricable difficulties, will show forth to the sole twain Atrides a release from ills?

The worse I am, the more I need God. I can't shut myself out from His mercy. That is what it would mean; starting a life with you, without Him.