Quotes About Forgiveness

Love your enemies, do good to those who hate you, bless those who curse you, pray for those who mistreat you.

Accept each other just as Christ has accepted you; then God will be glorified.

Have you? Forgiven them? Had he? Theoretically perhaps, but not in his heart, where truth resided.

Once upon a time Jackson had erased his past, now his past had erased him.

You might have thought that people would want their kids to stop eating Bassani's ice cream after what had happened.

And together they had committed a hideous act, the kind of thing that binds you to someone forever, whether you like it or not.

Florence did, however, attend Mass regularly in Corpus Christi, the Catholic church on Maiden Lane, and Freda wondered if she professed her contrition and was absolved (Florence had taught her the word). How handy it must be to have one's slate wiped clean on a regular basis.

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

It was easier to ask for forgiveness than permission?

Don't part from me in any ill humor. I never knew you to be out of patience with me before.

And Dan, who had maintained all during our schism that we were both insane, welcomed me back as if nothing had ever happened, still his same warm, laconic, wry self.

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.

You can't always judge people by the things they done. You got to judge them by what they are doing now.

Truly, I did not intend to harm you, he said. That was never my intention.

How much could a heart hold? ... The goat was in his heart, too. Seemingly, the heart could hold an untold amount of things--letters and people and goats and bees. Seemingly, there was no limit to what it could contain.

I loved the preacher so much. I loved him because he loved Winn-Dixie. I loved him because he was going to forgive Winn-Dixie for being afraid. But most of all, I loved him for putting his arm around Winn-Dixie like that, like he was already trying to keep him safe.

You can't always judge people by the things they done. You got to judge them by what they're doing now.

you got to remember, you can't always judge people by the things they done. You got to judge them by what they are doing now.

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?

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.

It's different for everyone she said, you find out on your own. But in the meantime, you got to remember, you can't always judge people by the things they done. You got to judge them by what they're doing now.

But in the meantime, you got to remember, you can't always judge people by the things they done. You got to judge them by what they are doing now.