Quotes About Forgiveness

Let me pay the price for you instead.

We don't think about that enough. We spend too much time cursing time—time waits for no man, time will tell, oh, the ravages of time, time flies! We don't think about the gift of time. Time gives us the chance to make mistakes and correct them, to regenerate, to grow. Time gives us the chance to forgive, to restore, to do better than we have ever done in the past. Time gives us the chance to be sorry when we fail and the chance to try to discover in ourselves a new heart.

And she and I, we will take that guilt to our graves of whatever we did and didn't do, or had to do, or failed to do

No había día del juicio, no había una explicación final, no había ningún momento luminoso en el cual todos los terribles errores cometidos fueran corregidos y todos los horrores fueran compensados. Las brujas quemadas en la hoguera no serían vengadas jamás. ¡Nadie iba a decirnos nunca nada!

This is when you pray, she thought miserably and quietly. This is when you pray to nothing and no one to take away the terror of what you've done, to make it right, to make it that you never never came here.

Some things one doesn't want to remember.

We all need love, don't we, even the worst killers, the worst animals! We all need love.

Your fall from grace and faith has been the fall of a century.

ready to fall into my pain again because I deserved it

There was no judgment day, no final explanation, no luminous moment in which all terrible wrongs would be made right, all horrors redeemed. The witches burnt at the stake would never be avenged. No one was ever going to tell us anything!

In a fog, I stared at the wounded bouquet of flowers. Pink-throated lilies. I wanted to pick them up. The tiny wounds all over me stung me and hurt me. I hated him that he had made the vase fall over, that the lilies were spilt now on the floor.

It pierced me as a beam pierces darkness, singing Come to me; all things will be forgiven if only you come to me. I am more alone than I have ever been.

Anger is too painful for me. Anger is too pathetic. I cannot hear it. I cannot act upon it.

He has a knack for making tragedy of tribulation, and forgiving himself for anything and everything in every confessional paragraph he pens.

How dreadful that must have been for Aaron, picking up the trash of my life, with no word of apology from me.

You forgot Oxalá, but he never forgot you.

I want you, the great breaker of rules, to forgive that I have broken yours.

I could betray her utterly were she to allow. Or I might only take from her some mercy, and leave her finally with a mystery which she would never understand.

And won't you take absolution from me, Vittorio!" he said. His voice rose, and his chest seemed to increase in size. "Vittorio and Ursula, take my absolution." "No, Father," I said. "we cannot take it. We don't want it." "But why?" "Because, Father," said Ursula kindly, "we plan to sin again as soon as we possibly can.

A greedy sense of goodness overcame me that I wasn't damned. I felt too much love.

As I looked at the child on the bed, I forgot the language of guilt and recrimination.

Love we need, and love can make us forget and forgive the savagery, as perhaps nothing else can.

Y es que es el alma de la humanidad la que a través de los siglos se dirige hacia la perfección, la raza humana la que cada año que pasa aprende a amar mejor y a perdonar. Yo estoy anclada en el pasado por cadenas que no puedo romper.

People may say . . . that all is made up and well again, but such breaches between great people are seldom or never so.