Quotes About Forgiveness

Hablas de amor, pero ni siquiera sabes de qué se trata. A los diecisiete años, el amor es un fuego que consume el cuerpo, pero en el cual no interviene todavía el corazón. Por eso te perdono que te hayas lanzado sobre mí con semejante violencia. Por eso no te hago arrojar en prisión. ¿Amor? ¿Acaso significan algo para ti mis pensamientos, mis planes o mis sueños? ¡Vete de aquí enseguida!

When the bespangled Miss Charisse wraps her phenomenal legs around [Fred] Astaire, she can be forgiven everything—even the fact that she reads her lines as if she learned them phonetically.

She felt as though she were a statue of ashes—bitter, useless, damned—like the salt statues of Gomorrah. For she was guilty. Those who love God, and by Him are abandoned in the dark of night, are guilty, because they are abandoned.

Here I am, your one man circus freak show, having bled out for mother Russia, having desperately tried to get to you, now on top of you with this scourge marks, and you, who used to love me, who was sympathized, internalized, normalized everything, you are not allowed to turn away from me....this is what I am going to look like until the day I die. I can't get any peace from you ever unless you find away to make peace with this. Make peace with me. Or let me go for good.

He sent you to redeem me, to comfort me, and to heal me—and that's just so far," he added with a smile.

Alexander, me has roto el corazón. Pero por haberme llevado a tu espalda, por tirar de mi trineo de muerte, por darme tu último pedazo de pan, por el cuerpo que te destrozaste por mí, por el hijo que me has dado, por los veintinueve días que vivimos en el paraíso, por todas nuestras arenas blancas de Naples y nuestros vinos de Napa, por todos los días que has sido mi primer y mi último aliento, por Orbeli... Te perdonaré.

You want to know what I thought of in that boat? I thought, I have to stay alive. Tatiasha will never forgive me.

Sometimes the beast needs to be loved before it can be lovable. Love her in her sin, that's what divine love means. Love her with the highest form of love on earth. Love everything. Then you will see mystery in everything.

She ate it and cried. Soon, he put the melting ice cream away. "Shura," Tatiana whispered, "darling, forget what should have been. Remember all that was." "Tatiasha, babe," Alexander whispered, coming back to bed to be covered, "my one and only wife, forget our age, our splendid youth, forget it all and let our crazy love make us young.

Dulce amor de juventud, perdona si te olvido...»

They ooze blood out of their wounds and live inside their regret.

Alexander, you broke my heart. But for carrying me on your back, for pulling my dying sled, for giving me your last bread, for the body you destroyed for me, for the son you have given me, for the twenty-nine days we lived like Red Birds of Paradise, for all our Naples sands and Napa wines, for all the days you have been my first and last breath, for Orbeli- I will forgive you.

He stared at her fists and at her face and said with upset incredulity, "You promised me you would forgive me-" "Forgive you,"Tatiana hissed through her teeth, tears streaming down her face, "for your brave and indifferent face, Alexander!" She groaned in pain. "Not for your brave and indifferent heart.

Love is the only thing that will save us, independent of any mistakes we may make. Love is always stronger.

no fundo, no fundo, bem lá no fundo, a gente gostaria de ver nossos problemas resolvidos por decreto a partir desta data, aquela mágoa sem remédio é considerada nula e sobre ela — silêncio perpétuo

The way of peace is the way of love. Love is the greatest power on earth. It conquers all things.

Before the tongue can speak, it must have lost the power to wound.

There is a way to look at the past. Don't hide from it. It will not catch you if you don't repeat it.

I know once you repent, Jesus himself isn't big on punishment, but according to all the Old Testament stories, I ever heard, his was not above it

But what happens when her beauty is torn from her like a cover from a book? Will he care to read her then, although her pages speak of nothing but love for him?

Qué os admira? ¿Qué os espanta? si fue mi maestro el sueño, y estoy temiendo en mis ansias, que he de despertar, y hallarme otra vez en mi cerrada prisión, y cuando no sea el soñarlo solo basta: pues así llegué a saber que toda la dicha humana en fin pasa como sueño; y quiero hoy aprovecharla el tiempo que me durare, pidiendo de nuestras faltas perdón, pues de pechos nobles es tan propio el perdonarlas.

Más que un ejército hiriendo vence un héroe perdonando.

Don't waste your life on if-onlys. - Mr. Morrison, Humane Society volunteer

Don't let resentment and bitterness rob you of happiness. - Mr. Morrison, Humane Society volunteer