Quotes About Forgiveness

Hate eats the hater.

I know a thing about resentment: it is a poison you drink yourself, expecting others to die.

Okyanus ciÄŸerlerine kadar su doldurduÄŸu insanlar için özür diler mi?

Now it's not just my lip you'll be needing to kiss if you're wishing to make amends with me, Irish.

But he didn't need to seek visual confirmation of what he'd just heard to know she had. And the truth was, he couldn't blame her. He'd not have let her die, either. He'd have moved mountains. He'd have battled God or Devil for his wife's life. She'd betrayed him. He smiled faintly.

sorry was worthless. It changed nothing. Merely coerced the victim to offer forgiveness for what you shouldn't have done to begin with.

He was furious with me. I didn't care. He was back. He was alive. My heart did a flip- flop. I thrilled to his presence. I would anywhere, anytime, under any circumstances. No matter what he was, what he'd done.

Benimle bir kere düzüÅŸürsen onunla düzüÅŸmeni affedebilirim.

That's why I remember every single thing I've done, stare at myself in a mirror and meet those eyes that have screwed up, fully aware of my failings, because the day I let myself forget them is the day I could start doing them all over again.

All my sins were trapped between its covers. And the damn thing just wouldn't go away. I'd tried to escape culpability, and my culpability had had the nerve to take on a life of its own and hunt me.

Regret is poison that kills the soul.

When someone hurts you - and I'm not talking about forgivable offenses, some things are irrevocable and demand recompense-you have two choices: slice them out of your life or slice them into delicious, bloody pieces. While the latter would be infinitely more satisfying in an immediate, animalistic way, it changes you. And, although you think the memory of the battle won will be a please-if it is a pleasure, you've lost the war.

After an eternity of grief and regret, he held the only thing he'd ever wanted as much as he wanted to be God. A second chance.

You like me." "I do not," she lied. "But I didn't mean to hurt your feelings." He was undaunted. "Aye, you like me, lass. I can tell. You called me by my given name and you are frowning, with dewy eyes. I forgive you for being cruel and thoughtless.

People waste so much time mulling over things they've done when all the mulling in the world neither undoes nor changes one iota of what you did. The only thing that alters the unsatisfying state in which you've left things is future action. Either never see the person again, or see them and do something to set the record straight.

I was hunting the monster that had killed my sister. I was the monster that had killed his brother.

Don't hide your mistakes, 'Cause they'll find you, burn you —"Get Out Alive" by Three Days Grace

You didn't have to rip my dress," she said plaintively when he let her breathe. "I love this one. Nellie worked on it for days." "I'm sorry, lass," he said somberly. " Ã¢â'¬â"¢Twas an accident, lass. Sometimes I forget my strength. I mean to be gentle but it doesn't come out that way. Can you forgive me?

She's brilliant and kind and has the heart of a warrior but she doesn't have ice and razor blades inside where your soul is supposed to be. She loves. And she doesn't know how to take it back when you have to, because sometimes you sure as feck have to.

In a court of justice, one might consider that atonement for a—" He breaks off and laughs softly. "—crime of passion. And that, my dear complicated fucking Ms. Lane, is the closest thing to an apology you will ever get from a man who apologizes to no one. Take it or leave it.

You have become a monster. There is nothing left of the man I love.

when you can't forgive

I'll never forgive. I'll never forget.

You think you betrayed me and one day I will kill you for it. I'm not sure why I even bother talking. My eyes flashed with temper. I hated being transparent. That you allied with Darroc to attain your goals did not betray me. I'd have done the same. Then why are you so pissy? That you fucked him will be forgiven once you fuck me. Another woman might run headlong toward absolution.