Quotes About Forgiveness

What was the point of being able to forgive, when deep down, you both had to admit you'd never forget?

The damage was permanent; there would always be scars. But even the angriest scars faded over time until it was difficult to see them written on the skin at all, and the only thing that remained was the memory of how painful it had been.

At this rate I never want to talk to you again. Stay mad at me, Allie. It allows us to communicate in other ways.

Em knows how to nurse a grudge. She doesn't act out, doesn't yell or cry or throw things. She just quietly removes you from the circle of people she trusts. Once you cross that line with Em, there's no going back.

It's hard to be done a favor by a man you hate. It's hard to hate him so much afterwards. Losing an enemy can be worse than losing a friend, if you've had him for long enough.

As for being a good man,' and Glokta curled his lip, 'that ship sailed long ago, and I wasn't even there to wave it off.

The dead can forgive. The dead can be forgiven. The rest of us have better things to do. (Monza Murcatto)

A man can forgive all manner of faults in beautiful women that in ugly men he find entirely beyond sufferance

There's no changing yesterday. Only tomorrow.

Some people, Orso supposed, can never forgive being forgiven.

Apologise to my fucking dice!

Everyone should forgive themselves, Vick." He gave her wrist another squeeze then let her go, looking out towards the lake again. "After all… no one else will.

Forgiveness requires a sacrifice of pride. A humbling of the spirit. An increase of selfless love. A time when you allow others' feelings to be more important than your own.

One of the secrets of a long and fruitful life is to forgive everybody everything every night before you go to bed.

Hanging onto resentment is letting someone you despise live rent-free in your head.

I wouldn't have done that to you"—Edward looks at his uncle and then over at Shay; this applies to her too—"because I know what it's like to be left behind.

The fact that he had failed meant he had to continue to walk forward with his life history—his mistakes—slung over his shoulders like a heavy backpack. This fact exhausted him, but he was too tired to reject it.

wouldn't have done that to you"—Edward looks at his uncle and then over at Shay; this applies to her too—"because I know what it's like to be left behind.

Sylvie reached out for the notebook. Like him, she'd grown up going to confession in church. Entering the dark booth and lowering herself to the kneeler. Confessing her sins to the screen that separated her from the priest. William thought of that sacrament now and felt bad for all the children who were forced to divide their ordinary lives into sins and not-sins so they would have something to say to a cassocked stranger.

Sylvie was being punished for the choice she'd made twenty-five years earlier. Even

Ann Napolitano

I believe in recovery, and as a role model I have the responsibility to let young people know that you can make a mistake and come back from it.

He is not a punishing God, Lizzy. That is the mistake most people make, thinking He sits with an account book and a big fist, waiting to punish us. He is not a wrathful God but a loving God who made each of us and loved us since we were in our mother's womb

Our enemies make us strong, Miss Muffet, not our friends. Our friends will lie to us, tell us what we need to hear. Forgive us. We must keep a few good enemies on hand, always, to keep us sharp and teach us never to do anything that needs forgiveness.