Quotes About Forgiveness

Your enemies are not to be destroyed, grant them longevity to witness your success.

But who prays for Satan? Who, in eighteen centuries, has had the common humanity to pray for the one sinner that needed it most?

Just as white light consists of colored rays, so reverence for life contains all the components of ethics: love, kindliness, sympathy, empathy, peacefulness and power to forgive.

Love the heart that hurts you, but never hurt the heart that loves you.

We give of ourselves when we give gifts of the heart: love, kindness, joy, understanding, sympathy, tolerance, forgiveness. . .

Cry me a river, build a bridge, and get over it.

Could I tell them I was sorry their loved one was dead, when he'd tried to kill me? There was no rule of etiquette for this; even my grandmother would have been stymied.

The real test of love is loving those who we feel are the hardest ones to love.

No one likes the fellow who is all rogue, but we'll forgive him almost anything if there is warmth of human sympathy underneath his rogueries. The immortal types of comedy are just such men.

We must show sympathy with sinners, but not with their sins.

As a kid my heart would break for the villains.

Your enemy can be your greatest teacher.

Never regret your past. Accept it as the teacher that it is.

They taught us always to respect other peoples: every man is made in the image of God, even if he has a tendency to forget it.

La vérité est que chacun d'entre nous sait parfaitement ce que signifie la pitié et quel en est le mode d'emploi : nous l'avons tous implorée un jour ou l'autre. Mais au moment où il nous faut ouvrir la porte de la miséricorde, nous faisons comme si nous en avions perdu la clé, comme si avoir un peu de coeur revenait à humilier son prochain ou à manifester une sensiblerie démodée. (p.283)

Healing begins with your saying these simple words to your adversary, yes, to your enemy: You're hurting, I know. I'm hurting, too. Let's try to find a way.

Time made apologies and absolution unnecessary. Time didn't really heal, it just made bad memories distant so that the brain couldn't recapture the lost pain

You are here," she said. "Live here, not in the past in a country that you can't go back to.

He said that God always weeps when men and women are cruel—to each other, to animals. To the earth itself. He said that Christ's kingdom will only come when we learn to be deeply kind. He told me to remember that while we draw breath, there will always be some way we can show kindness.

We have both bought our redemption at a terrible price. You had to forge a lie. I had to bring in the heads of innocent men. We have both sold our souls to gain acceptance in this new and terrible world

When Jesus was born, he was already the son of God. I was the daughter of someone who ran away, a big disgrace. And when Jesus suffered, everyone worshipped him. Nobody worshipped me for living with Wen Fu. I was like that wife of Kitchen God. Nobody worshipped me either. He got all the excuses. He got all the credit. She was forgotten.

And for all those years, we never talked about the disaster at the recital or my terrible accusations afterward at the piano bench. All that remained unchecked, like a betrayal that was now unbreakable. So I never found a way to ask her why she had hoped something so large that failure was inevitable. And even worse, I never asked her what frightened me the most: Why had she given up hope?

i'm not saying fate happens without blame. but when fate turns out well, everyone should forget the bad road that got us here.

When you are told, It was meant to be, ask, Who meant it? What does it really mean? Is someone trying to make you accept an undesirable situation or one in which you have doubts? When you are told, Shit happens, remember that plenty of other things happen as well, such as generosity, forgiveness, ambiguity, and uncertainty. When you are told, It's simply fate, ask yourself, What is simple about it? What are the alternatives of fate? What is fate's opposite?