Quotes About Forgiveness

I don't know what I would do if they let me down like that. If they didn't want to see me. I won't do that to Alan, no matter how angry I am with him. I'll make sure they continue to have a relationship with him, and they can judge him for themselves as they get older.

And though it's important to look forward, not back," Fiona added, "I also think it's important to reflect on past mistakes and learn from them. It helps you move forward in the right direction.

What good could come from grappling forever with "could have beens"? Every life was full of "could have beens." The best we could do was make the most of what was and what had been.

Not completely, because sometimes I still feel angry, but then I remember that he gave me you, and I'm glad I married him. I have no regrets about that." It's a monstrous statement, and it feels good to say it. To truly believe it. Zack

But life happens the way it happens, and there's no point wishing the past was any different. It will always be what it was, and there's not a damn thing we can

I have forgiven myself and others for what happened all those years ago. But I have not forgotten any of it, nor do I ever wish to. I am the woman I am today because of what I have been through. I am grateful for all of it—every single minute, good or bad—and I will never again lose sight of what miracles might be possible in the future.

Well, don't worry about it too much, princess. Let ice-boy cool off for the night and then try to talk to him tomorrow. He wont stay angry with you too long, I bet. Ash isn't one to hold a grudge. '' ''What are you talking about? He's held a grudge against you for centuries!'' ''Oh, right.

You know what I do to forget the past? I drink my own special concoction. I call it Milk of Amnesia.

I might ask the Lord to please help me not to be a certain way, but not to forgive me. Pointless.

If people displease me too much, I just leave 'em to it. There's no point in trying to change people -- and there are a million people out there one could be equally good friends with. Generally I forgive very easily, and then one day I just switch off. It's best that way, or else you spend your life fretting.

But Dad, you were a grown man, you have got to take responsibility for what you did, too! I mean, you made me eat [snotty] Kleenex, Dad! For Christ's sake, you can't do that to a little girl! You have got to say you're sorry for the stuff you did as a grown man!' 'Well,' Dad snorts, 'I musta done something right! 'Cause you never left any snot rags lying around the house again, now, did you?

I wished I could erase the message, suck the word "sorry" from the En glish language, and hack it to pieces with a rusty ax.

He allowed himself to imagine for the first time that the rest of his life might not be shaped by the misery of his past.

Strange, Andras thought, that war could lead you to involuntarily forgive a person who didn't deserve forgiveness, just as it might make you kill a man you didn't hate.

when he thought of the word mercy, it was the Yiddish word that came to his mind: rachmones, whose root was rechem, the Hebrew word for womb. Rachmones: a compassion as deep and as undeniable as what a mother felt for her child.

You accept that people are the way they are. There's nothing you can do about it, except learn ways to minimize the damage they can do to you. It's like rain. We don't feel a need to forgive the sky for raining on a day when we really wanted sunshine, do we? No. We might be upset and disappointed, but the need to forgive never enters our mind.

There was a man of the cloth—Reverend Shibata of the First Baptist Church—who left urging everyone to forgive and forget. There was a man in a shiny brown suit—fry cook Kanda of Yabu Noodle—who left urging Reverend Shibata to give it a rest.

We didn't know. We didn't want to know. We never asked. All we wanted to do, now that we were back in the world, was forget.

Your actions are your own. Your choices are your own. Each of us carries a burden of guilt for decisions made or not made. You can let that rule your whole life or you can put it behind you and move on. Only a madman lets jealousy determine the course of his existence. Only a weak man blames others for his own errors.

Jonakin päivänä, Catherine sanoi kylmästi, – lankeatte vielä polvillenne eteeni pyytäen anteeksi sanojanne, Arnaud de Montsalvy, Chataignerin herra. Mutta ette saa minulta anteeksiantoa ettekä armoa.

As for... Monseigneur's feelings toward you, I think you are misinformed. You are too modest, Dame Catherine, far too modest, and I believe you know that the Duke has not forgotten you. Everyone here knows the truth about the Golden Fleece...

Dadora de infinito, yo no sé tomar, perdoname.

Pero la vida lo complica todo. La vida y nosotros mismos, que en seguida relegamos y olvidamos a las personas a las que más queremos en favor de otras menos importantes. Luego nos arrepentimos.

I am an American man whose journey has been blessed by the great gifts that America offers—wealth, fame, championships, awards—and also scoured by the tragedies that are a part of the human experience. I have lost too many loved ones. I ask for no pity; I only want to relate what I have felt and seen. I have hurt too many people. For that I ask forgiveness. An American life, after all, is the sum of its parts, the successes and the failings, and mine has been rich with both.