Quotes About Forgiveness

I am a man more sinned against than sinning" (Lear, 9.60).

Forgive us all our trespasses,Little creatures, everywhere!

Man cannot measure the bounds nor fathom the depths of divine forgiveness...

Forgive me for all the things I did but mostly for the things I did not.

everything was soft and kind and infinitely forgiving. I noted a strange beauty in the faces of people previously repulsive to me. I smiled at everyone and everyone smiled back.

I am willing to release that part of me that irritates me when I think of you.

When resentment and contention threatened to destroy his administration, he refused to be provoked by petty grievances, to submit to jealousy, or to brood over perceived slights. Through the appalling pressures he faced day after day, he retained an unflagging faith in his country's cause.

For your penance, say two Hail Marys, three our Fathers, and, he added, with a chuckle, say a special prayer for the Dodgers.

The meanest man in the world," he remarked, "is the man who forgets the old friends that helped him on an early day and over early difficulties.

What is clear is that at some point my father determined he would write the story of his life himself, rather than let it be written for him by his tortured past.

us put an end to the teaching and the preaching of hate and evil and violence. Let us turn away from the fanatics of the far left and the far right, from the apostles of bitterness and bigotry, from those defiant of law and those who pour venom into our nation's bloodstream."10

He had decided not to be angry: it was killing him.

It's painful thinking of the people one has been cruel to.

One day he had meant everything to her, he represented her future, and the next, he meant nothing.

I want hard stories, I demand them from myself. Hard stories are worth the difficulty. It seems to me the only way I have forgiven anything, understood anything, is through that process of opening up to my own terror and pain and reexamining it, re-creating it in the story, and making it something different, making it meaningful - even if the meaning is only in the act of the telling.

Then Lymond's voice, the chill gone, said, 'Don't be an ass, Jerott? You know I can't do without you.' It was an obvious answer. But it was also something Jerott had never had from Lymond before: an apology and an appeal both at once.

There was a silence. 'You didn't as,' said Jerott at length. 'But I would have forgone even the body for the sake of the mind. And I would have claimed neither body nor mind, had I discovered a soul.

I hope,' said Jerott, breathing softly and hard, 'that you never meet those who will judge what you have done. How would you recognize love? Or compassion? Francis at least has learned that.

Five years ago your brother Lymond was found to have been selling his own country for years: he's been kicked from land to land committing every crime on the calendar and now he's back here, God forgive him, with filthier habits and a nastier mind than he set out with.

I am in love-desire, and unless you take me now, I shall fall in pieces...but I do not think I can be moderate. Forgive me, forgive me...' But her breathing was as changed now as his, and all order retreating before the strength of the living force beating about them. She pressed the latch, and set the last door to lie open. 'Khush geldi: welcome: thou art come happily,' she said gently, and let him come, where he belonged, within her gouvernance.

I hope never to have to do that to you again. I hope one day you will forgive me. Try to remember, just at this moment, that my trade calls for acting. Try to remember, Richard, as I have told you, that because of your own honesty I can't confide in you.

In Francis, there was so much that was admirable; and the flaws were so great. Yet one forgot them.

My dear, there is no blame, where there lives a passion like that: do we not know it? Rest at peace. We are your children; and we love you.

From limbo, you cannot say forgive me, unless you can also say you regret what you have done. I have no regrets. I have nothing to tell you, except what you know already: that love is a powerful master. For his favours do you pay tribute and toll while flesh endures, and no doubt after.