Quotes About Forgiveness

I think, young man, that you only run into a person that is a perfect fit once in your life. When you find the one that you think fits, then grab on for dear life. And it's no matter what she's done in the past. None of that matters. Only the holding on matters.

Through it all he was haunted by only one thing. His daughter. Not having had final words with her. Not being able to watch her prosper as an adult. It tore him up to think that he would never see or speak to her again. Guilt overtook him as he acknowledged that he had squandered the past several months as Maddie's father trying to save a woman who didn't want to be saved. In the darkest hours before dawn, hot tears of regret had rolled down his cheeks.

Everybody is looking for redemption. For something.

Bosch's mind touched his memory of his brief meeting with his own father. A sick old man on his death bed. Bosch had forgiven him for every second he had been robbed. He knew he had to or he would face the rest of his life wasting his pain on it.

The past is like a club and you can only hit yourself in the head with it so many times before there is serious and permanent damage.

We'd hoped for love of a different kind, love that knew and forgave our human frailty but did not miniaturize our grander ideas of ourselves.

I know you. I've seen it. And, knowing all, I release you.

For a long time I've wanted to apologize for my behavior that year, but I'm not sure how or even if it would be sincere. How does the man (woman) apologize for the boy (girl)? (132)

Don't you see you are a corpse too after what was done to you and the true life is waiting for you to pick it up.

I had a feeling of shame about my grief, as if I was making false amends for the bitterness I felt towards him when he was alive.

How about you keep the tens of millions you nearly prevented me from earning for you last year and we call it even?

Corum stared at the mired hand, now once again his. "It is nothing," he murmured. "I have killed my friend.

I have no pity for them, but no hatred either

As he did so, he held out his other hand in a gesture of friendship and reconciliation, a smile lighting he worn face. 'In an hour, maybe, or two,' he said, 'we will be trying our best again each other to kill. God only knows why we do it, and I think he has maybe forgotten why. Goodbye Welshman. We have shown them, haven't we? We have shown them that any problem can be solved between people if only they can trust each other. That is all it needs, no?

Acaso no perdonamos todo a un amante? Perdonamos el egoísmo, el deseo, el engaño, siempre y cuando seamos la causa de ello.

When we learn to hear the unspoken feelings beneath someone's anger or impatience, we discover the power to release the bitterness that keeps people apart. With a little effort, we can hear the hurt behind expressions of hostility, the resentment behind avoidance, and the vulnerability that makes people afraid to speak or truly listen.

If you're going to sin, sin against God, not the bureaucracy; God will forgive you but the bureaucracy won't.

There's no such thing as an original sin.

It is not enough to be delivered from sin; it is enough to be delivered to righteousness.

It is impossible to repent of love. The sin of love does not exist.

He that would be angry and sin not, must not be angry with anything but sin.

Sin brought death, and death will disappear with the disappearance of sin.

There is no original sin. You don't have to pay repentance to anything or anybody.

We all sin. We all can change. We all can be reborn in Christ.