Quotes About Forgiveness

This is how a daughter honors her mother. It is shou so deep it is in your bones. The pain of the flesh is nothing. The pain you must forget. Beacuse sometimes that is the only way to remember what is in your bones. You must peel off your skin, and that of your mother, and her mother before her. Until there is nothing. No scar, no skin, no flesh.

Precious Auntie, what is our name? I always meant to claim it as my own. Come help me remember. I'm not a little girl anymore. I'm not afraid of ghosts. Are you still mad at me? Don't you recognize me? I am LuLing, your daughter.

And then I see my mother sitting by the open window, her dark silhouette against the night sky. She turns around in her chair, but I can't see her face. "Fallen down," she says simply. She doesn't apologize. "It doesn't matter," I say, and I start to pick up the broken glass shards. "I knew it would happen." "Then why you don't stop it?" asks my mother. And it's such a simple question.

So we decided to hold parties and pretend each week had become the new year. Each week we could forget past wrongs done to us. We weren't allowed to think a bad thought. We feasted, we laughed, we played games, lost and won, we told the best stories. And each week, we could hope to be lucky. That hope was our only joy.

when fate turns out well, everyone should forget the bad road that got us here.

I hope you don't suffer forever from keeping love from your heart

It doesn't matter, I say, and I start to pick up the broken glass shards. I knew it would happen. Then why you don't stop it? asks my mother. And it's such a simple question.

What happened to Violet was terrible, and I'm not saying fate happens without blame. But when fate turns out well, everyone should forget the bad road that got us here.

Believe me, daughter, there is nothing worse than having your own family member out for revenge.

And I'd let him- not because I weakened and wanted sex, but because it would have been spiteful, beyond redemption, not to allow us this hope.

What you burnt, broke, and tore is still in my hands. I am the keeper of fragile things and I have kept of you what is indissoluble.

What I cannot love, I overlook. Is that real friendship?

Compassion for our parents is the true sign of maturity.

You . . . make me laugh talking about Casanova. You don't know yet what men are like, pardon.

I always try to soften what happened by understanding.

The relief of opening one's hand and letting go was immense. But soon after, I tightened again. A desire for revenge, a strange revenge.

What I cannot love, I overlook.

whatever problem you have with someone, project yourself into the other person and see it from their point of view. When you do this, good and evil shuffle into patterns and you are capable of forgiving trespasses. When you understand from whence the good or evil came, and the other person's actions or motivations, only then can you forgive and let it go. Most children believe that

I've at last come to know that forgiveness is much simpler than I could ever have imagined: whatever problem you have with someone, project yourself into the other person and see it from their point of view.

Ours is an illusionless humanism that cares about protecting our species, especially from itself. We must forgive humanity, and ourselves, for being what we are – neither angels nor beasts...

L'amitié, dit-il, ce n'est pas d'être avec ses amis quand ils ont raison, c'est être avec eux même quand ils ont tord.

It was through Peter that she first understood that the world existed before her, without her. For a few days she could not forgive him for this.

A forgiving God would be the noblest work of man. We accepted as proven that each stage of civilization creates its own God, and that as man ascends and becomes better his conception of the Unknown likewise improves. Thereafter we all became less theological, but I am sure more truly religious.

Dave couldn't remember the last time a grownup had apologized to him.