Quotes About Redemption

He confessed over and over again to anyone willing to listen, until finally a police officer kindly offered to arrest him.

The worst part about doing something inexcusable is that you can never take it back. It's like breaking glass. I can't unbreak. The best you can do is sweep it up, and hope you don't step on the slivers you left behind.

Suffering erased was the same as no suffering at all.

You'll find your own path. It may not bring you redemption, it might not even bring you peace, but it will keep you from despising yourself.

Then they pull onto Route 66, heading east into a world that's ripe for saving.

You'll be fine, Citra. You'll be back with Scythe Curie in no time—but you won't forget what happened today. And I hope you never forgive me.

All this time, Lev never realized what he needed. He did not need to be adored or pitied. He needed to be forgiven. Not by God, who is all-forgiving. Not by people like Marcus and Pastor Dan, who would always stand by his side. He needed to be forgiven by an unforgiving world. By someone who once despised him. Someone like Miracolina.

Marie, if we were judged by the things we most regret, no human being would be worthy to sweep the floor.

Yes, the Admiral is redeeming himself, and setting things right, bit by bit by bit.

Correction must be about lifting one up from one's poor choices and prior deeds.

You'll find your own path. It may not bring you redemption, it might not even bring you peace, but it will keep you from despising yourself.

The one vice beyond redemption is to do bad things out of stupidity.

Ac? Åžeytan, ac? ÅŸu tükenmeyen yoksulluÄŸuma! Sensin ezilenlerin, sensin cüzzaml?lar?n bile Ä°çlerine dolduran Cennet tatlar?n? sevgiyle

Nos péchés sont têtus, nos repentirs sont lâches.

Nos peches sont tetus, nos repentirs sont laches; Nous nous faisons payer grassement nos aveux (33-34)

Nos peches sont tetus, nos repentirs sont laches; Nous nous faisons payer grassement nos aveux, Et nous rentrons gaiement dans le chemin bourbeux, Croyant par de vils pleurs laver toutes nos taches. (33)

I held her wrists and then I got it through the eyes: hatred, centuries deep and true. I was wrong and graceless and sick. all the things I had learned had been wasted. there was no creature living as foul as I and all my poems were false.

my 6 foot goddess makes me laugh the laughter of the mutilated who still need love... she has saved me from everything that is not here

our sins are manufactured in heaven to create our own hell.

There is always one woman to save you from another And as that woman saves you she makes ready to destroy.

Si estás perdiendo tu alma y lo sabes, todavía te queda un alma por perder.

Nadie puede salvarte sino tú mismo y mereces salvarte. No es una guerra fácil de ganar. pero si algo merece la pena ganar es esto

When God looks at you in Christ, He does not see your impurities; He sees you in Christ.

I am delivered from the evils of this present world for it is the will of God. (Galatians 1:4).