Quotes About Forgiveness

Release yourself from the prison of hatred. Forgive

forgiveness of one's self and of others opens up the doorway to new possibilities.

When we don't forgive, we trap ourselves in spiritual prisons.

Something my mum taught me years and years and years ago, is life's just too short to carry around a great bucket-load of anger and resentment and bitterness and hatreds and all that sort of stuff.

There comes a time in the history of nations when their peoples must become fully reconciled to their past if they are to go forward with confidence to embrace their future.

The past is now the past—done, finished, a part of my life which has been put away as one does a completed novel. Today, I can once again breathe the cool, refreshing air of springtime. Today, I can reflect on my life and accept myself as one who has made mistakes and rectified them. Today, I have found peace of mind. Today, the grave is open and my soul and I are reunited. Tom Saal, November 2010

Soon I realized that if beauty equalled forgiveness, I was never going to be forgiven.

The chemist who can extract from his heart's elements, compassion, respect, longing, patience, regret, surprise, and forgiveness and compound them into one can create that atom which is called love.

Never speak ill of others. Moreover, if you find people engaged in backbiting and you can neither get away from the scene, nor prevent others from backbiting, immediately begin to recite istighf?r (supplication seeking pardon from Allah). Never

The world forgives a drunkard.

Yaaro mujhey muaaf rakho main nashey mein hoon Ab do to jaam khaali hee do main nashey mein hoon Masti sey barhamee hai meree guftagoo key beech Jo chaaho tum bhee mujh ko kaho main nashey mein hoon. Maazur hoon, jo paaon mera betarah padey Tum sargiraan to mujh sey na ho main nashey mein hoon. Bhaagee namaaz-e-jumma to jaatee nahee hai kuchh Chalta hoon main bhee, tuk to raho main nashey mein hoon Naazuk mizaaj aap qayaamat hain Meer jee Joon sheesha merey munh na lago main nashey mein hoon

Love is constantly saying you're sorry, even when you know damn well you're right.

By choosing not to forgive, I was telling God that I loved my stance of self-justification more than Him.

Your Word promises, "If my people who are called by my name will humble themselves and pray and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways, I will hear from heaven and will forgive their sins and restore their land" (2 Chronicles 7:14). The ignition of my revival begins with bowing before You in humility, prayer, seeking, turning.

I had a lot of resentment for a while toward Kim Novak. But I don't mind her anymore. She's okay. We've become friends. I even asked her before this trip for some beauty tips.

There just comes a point where you realize it is time to show up for your parents, no matter what has passed between you or how you were raised or how busy you are. You just have to show up.

You can't depend on Amos Ackerman. He's just a man. But God is God. He loves bigger and forgives better and gives more abundantly than nay man every could.

You, offend me?" He let a soft chuckle roll. "Not likely." Then he forced an apologetic grimace. "But I figure my taking off offended you. So would you let me make it up to you? I'd like to take you to supper tonight." She looked surprised. And a little nervous. Maybe he was moving too fast. "Or tomorrow," he said, "if that suits you better." "N-no. Tonight . . . would be fine.

I stored this information in my head in the bulging file titled "Things I Wished I Didn't Know." It included what it felt like to walk on a clubfoot for ten years, and what it sounded like to have your mother say she never wanted to see you again.

I love you," I whispered. I buried my head against Susan's shoulder. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry I didn't tell you before." "Don't be sorry," she whispered back. "I know you love me. You know I love you too." • •

Saying something stupid doesn't make you stupid," Susan said. " Luckily for all of us.

If I had a drop of Pastor Palmer's blood in me I would drained it all out and die slowly."

Nobody ever forgets where he buried the hatchet.

One of the great benefits of organised religion is that you can be forgiven your sins, which must be a wonderful thing. . .I mean, I carry my sins around with me, there's nobody there to forgive them.