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Quotes About Forgiveness

it's just a fact that any pain we cause someone else will eventually do more damage to us than to them. And frankly, we've all got enough problems without piling that on ourselves on top of everything else.
~ Sylvia Browne
promised to make a nightly habit, for one month, of praying that any pain and negativity she'd brought over from past lives be released from her cell memory and her spirit mind into the white light of the Holy Spirit, so that she could truly appreciate all she had to give and receive in this life.
~ Sylvia Browne
Flannery never forgot this. Anne Arden, a woman who meant more to Flannery than Flannery felt she could ever have meant to Anne, had found the person she was intended for; so Flannery need not be bitter, and never was. Anne loved Jasper, and was loved. What more could you want for someone who mattered to you?
~ Sylvia Brownrigg
I want there to be happily-ever-afters for the fucked-up crowd.
~ Sylvia Day
nothing in your past can change how I feel about you. And God knows I'm no saint.
~ Sylvia Day
She can't change the past." "It's not the past she's thinking of." He set his hand briefly on my shoulder. "It's the future.
~ Sylvia Day
But I want you to know that even though the way you've handled this is fucking wrong and you've broken my heart into millions of tiny pieces and I've lost all respect for you, I don't blame you for how you feel after seeing those pictures of me. I get it.
~ Sylvia Day
It's not weak to stand by the person you love when they're trying to fix a big mistake, and it's not weak to decide to put yourself first.
~ Sylvia Day
There's nothing you could say that would affect anything. If she wanted my money, I'd give her every cent. If she wanted another man, I'd make her forget him.
~ Sylvia Day
If you're going to give him a second chance, I should get one, too.
~ Sylvia Day
Ya lo has hecho. —Le agarré la mano—. Me has dado todo lo que ella me quitó. No permitas que vuelva a quitármelo.
~ Sylvia Day
Everyone comes into a relationship with baggage. How do you make it work when the baggage you're bringing with you was given to you by the person you're hoping to have a relationship with?
~ Sylvia Day
You're looking at it the wrong way." His grip tightens. "You're broken. I'm broken. We don't throw the pieces away. We fit them together until they make something new
~ Sylvia Day
Yo evito especular sobre el pasado. La vida es como es. Intentar sacar lo mejor de ella ya resulta bastante difícil, no tiene sentido malgastar energías lamentando algo que no se puede cambiar.
~ Sylvia Day
I would think that to love a person in spite of their faults, rather than because you cannot see those faults, would be the deeper of the two attachments.
~ Sylvia Day
We're not going to let the past get in the way of what we have.
~ Sylvia Day
When you give someone your whole heart and he doesn't want it, you cannot take it back. It's gone forever.
~ Sylvia Plath
Doctor Nolan had said, quite bluntly, that a lot of people would treat me gingerly, or even avoid me, like a leper with a warning bell. My mother's face floated to mind, a pale, reproachful moon, at her last and first visit to the asylum since my twentieth birthday. A daughter in an asylum! I had done that to her. Still, she had obviously decided to forgive me.
~ Sylvia Plath
Is it impossible for you to let something go and have it go whole?
~ Sylvia Plath
Yo lo recordaba todo. (...) Quizá el olvido, como una bondadosa nieve, los entumeciera y los cubriera. Pero eran parte de mí. Eran m paisaje.
~ Sylvia Plath
I smile with equanimity and do not cherish grudges, as most of us adults do, letting them fester like a cancer. But I let my emotions run on the same forgiving and transient track.
~ Sylvia Plath
The stony actors poise and pause for breath. I brought my love to bear, and then you died. It was the gangrene ate you to the bone My mother said; you died like any man. How shall I age into that state of mind? I am the ghost of an infamous suicide, My own blue razor rusting in my throat. O pardon the one who knocks for pardon at Your gate, father—your hound-bitch, daughter, friend. It was my love that did us both to death.
~ Sylvia Plath
S'ka më mirë se sa të vjellësh me dikë, të bën ta shohësh si një mik të vjetër.
~ Sylvia Plath
apologized for smell of child's urine pot, which he held up, covered, said she'd been sick. Rooted
~ Sylvia Plath