Quotes About Forgiveness

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It was because he had not loved Abilene enough. And now she was gone from him. And he would never be able to make it right.

He had such a kind voice, that of a man who sees his own faults and forgives himself for them--not arrogantly or leniently but with wisdom--knowing he, as are all humans, is hopelessly flawed.

God is greater than anything man can comprehend. He sees all. Forgives all our sins. He expects no more than for us each to do our best to serve Him.

He, who hated to hurt people, had to begin to deal with all the hurt his actions had wrought—for me, for the children, for Robin, for himself.

The past is never where you think you left it.

I remember, in hot floods, the way he slept, still as death, with his face washed flat, stony as a carved tomb and exquisite. His weakness and his ravening bitter needs were terrible, and beautiful, and irresistible as an earthquake. He scalded or smothered anyone he needed, but his needing and the hurt that it caused me were the most life I have ever had. Remember what a poor thing I have always been and forgive me.

Many people are angry when they make a mistake, but very few people have the sense to be sorry.

I got up the nerve to ask her if she remembered that first visit and my terrible faux pas. She pretended, in true Japanese fashion, that it had never happened.

How do you unlove somebody?

Then put this behind you. You don't have to change who you are because of one mistake. You only have to make sure you don't repeat it.

When you are older and have swum out into the stream of life, you'll see -- there are no good people, little girl. We're all trying and failing, trying too hard and failing too often. Remember that. We shouldn't judge too harshly, in the end, the sins of others...

Never hate your enemies; it affects your judgment.

Hatred is not a crime.

Don't cry over anything that can't cry over you.

It took me far too long to realize that lost years and relationships cannot be recovered. That damage done to oneself and others cannot always be put right again.

How can old wounds heal while maggots linger so richly?

How is it possible to hate so deeply for deeds not yet done?

What use is a god with boundless mercy, sir? You mock me as a pagan, yet the gods of my ancestors pronounce clearly their ways and punish severely when we break their laws. Your Christian god of mercy gives men licence to pursue their greed, their lust for land and blood, knowing a few prayers and a little penance will bring forgiveness and blessing.

It didn't hurt, did it? When I hit you? Sure. Fractured skull. Concussion, the lot... But seriously, Kath. No hard feelings, right? I'm awfully sorry. I honestly am.

What kind of god is it, sir, wishes wrong to go forgotten and unpunished?

Perhaps God's so deeply ashamed of us, of something we did, that he's wishing himself to forget.

Be merciful and leave this place. Leave this country to rest in forgetfulness.

But then I behaved badly towards myself, towards everybody. You mustn't feel singled out. My awfulness was universally distributed.