Quotes About Forgiveness

Mercy more becomes a magistrate than the vindictive wrath which men call justice.

Never forget what a man has said to you when he was angry. If he has charged you with anything, you had better look it up.

Some things are not forgiveable. Deliberate cruelty is not forgiveable. It is the most unforgiveable thing in my opinion, and the one thing in which I have never, ever been guilty.

Deliberate cruelty is unforgivable. --Blanche Dubois

Well, it's not like we've never made a mistake before," she said, then broke off at the look on his face. The hard, harsh, painful look. What did he think she meant? That it was all a mistake? Surely he didn't think that. She'd never wanted anyone but him, but she'd

Rachel, it's been nearly two hours." "Oh." She looked surprised. "I'm sorry.

It is a good proof and test of our love if we can bear with such faults and not be shocked by them. Others, in their turn, will bear with your faults, which, if you include those of which you are not aware, must be much more numerous.

We often hurt the ones we love, dear." Adam exhaled. "It's what I do best, Mrs. Polanski.

There's No Redeeming Value in Harshness

There is no redeeming value whatsoever in harshness. Harshness does nothing that loving firmness doesn't do better.

Thank goodness God is still faithful even when we're faithless.

And there was no way to unsay words you'd blurted out, no matter how sorry you were.

Over time, the hurt doesn't hurt. Only regret does.

Even hundredfold grief is divisible by love.

May love touch every brutal soldier and every uncherished heart.

Don't let the past steal your present.

Guilt is always hungry, don't let it consume you.

Hate less, live longer.

Aspire to a lower level of harm.

The past is behind us, love is in front and all around us.

My first hurdle came before we even left. Steve's little dog Sui was coming with us, and she realized that I would be taking her place next to Steve in the front of the truck. "Move over, Sui," I said. She turned and glared at me, for all the world like a jealous woman. I couldn't help but laugh. She was such a cute thing, and she looked at Steve with such rapture, joy, and love, that I had to forgive her for hating me.

Suddenly, his efforts and determination to avenge his friend's death seemed petty indeed, compared to what Yahweh might be prepared to do. "Have I stood in Your way all this time?" he asked, amazed. "Your hatred has. Only as you have clung to it have you, also, blocked My way." For a long time Jonathan remained silent. "I do not know that I can let go. I have held it for so long." "How much of your nightmare was true?" "None," he had to admit. "Hatred always lies.

Every sin (past, present, and future) we have committed

Guilt drives you away from God, not toward Him.