Quotes About Redemption

Let me pay the price for you instead.

And she and I, we will take that guilt to our graves of whatever we did and didn't do, or had to do, or failed to do

This is when you pray, she thought miserably and quietly. This is when you pray to nothing and no one to take away the terror of what you've done, to make it right, to make it that you never never came here.

writers had a way of "redeeming everything that ever happens to them.

We all need love, don't we, even the worst killers, the worst animals! We all need love.

Without Satan, how could there have been the Christ?

Your fall from grace and faith has been the fall of a century.

ready to fall into my pain again because I deserved it

We were on the Devil's Road together before all this happened," she said. "We'll be on it soon again.

There was no judgment day, no final explanation, no luminous moment in which all terrible wrongs would be made right, all horrors redeemed. The witches burnt at the stake would never be avenged. No one was ever going to tell us anything!

It pierced me as a beam pierces darkness, singing Come to me; all things will be forgiven if only you come to me. I am more alone than I have ever been.

You are for me. That was my answer for him. The soft words in Russian I gave to him through the Mind Gift. Remember. Who were you before you came here? Before they hurt you? Go back. Go back to the ikon. Go back to the Face of Christ if need be.

How could I take from this boy the cup he'd barely tasted? He was a dead creature brought back to life.

He is irresistible, but what am I to do? I claimed him once, declaring him my very own, and now I treat his misery with the blood I wish that I could give him. Yet in treating his misery, I hope to cure him not for me, but for the wide world.

los escritores siempre encuentran la forma de «redimirse de cualquier cosa que les haya pasado».

He has a knack for making tragedy of tribulation, and forgiving himself for anything and everything in every confessional paragraph he pens.

and falling into that new universe, one is saved.

I pray that my stories will keep you from destroying me.

I'm not the Christ, my child," I said, speaking to that part of him deep within the mind of which he knew nothing. "But one who comes with his own salvation. Amadeo, come into my arms.

And won't you take absolution from me, Vittorio!" he said. His voice rose, and his chest seemed to increase in size. "Vittorio and Ursula, take my absolution." "No, Father," I said. "we cannot take it. We don't want it." "But why?" "Because, Father," said Ursula kindly, "we plan to sin again as soon as we possibly can.

A greedy sense of goodness overcame me that I wasn't damned. I felt too much love.

Blessed are the poor, for they know that their riches are in the One who being rich made himself poor in order to enrich us with his poverty, teaching us the Christian's true wisdom." —January 29, 1978

Because it strikes me there is something greater than judgement. I think it is called mercy.

He wanted also to be forgiven for all he had done; he longed for the unity of the world's creation to melt his sins and anger, because his soul was joined to it. His body shook with the passion of the love that had found him, from which he had been exiled in the blood and the flesh of long killing.