Quotes About Forgiveness

Good, that's settled then,' said Danny. 'Since I'm the idiot who set this all in motion by playing around with the rope-climb in a high school gym, I apologize right now for everything that goes wrong with this. With any luck, I'm the only one who gets zapped in the outself, and everything else goes on like normal for the rest of you. But if terrible things happen, please remember that I meant well, and that I did my best. That is what I promise you

Ezekiel wanted to cry and he wanted to scream. Cry because he couldn't believe how painful all of this must have been, how sad and lonely Beth must have been. And scream because he never had a clue about the deep pain in Beth's life.

Il eut un surprenant sourire, puis il me prit dans ses bras et me dit : « Je ne pensais que tu m'avais trahi la dernière fois que tu as parti. Je ne comprenais pas, Lanik. Je pensais que si je te faisais confiance, cela signifie que tu agirais toujours comme je le voulais. ..

When you really know somebody, you can't hate them.' 'Or maybe it's just that you can't really know them until you stop hating them.

Only one rabbi dared to expect of us such a perfect balance that we could preserve the law and still forgive the deviation. So, of course, we killed him.

And they apologized again. Back to business. Back to respect. And Ender realized that in their laughter, in their friendship, it had not occurred to them that he could have been included.

There was no memory of pain or fear, though. What the hive-queen felt was sadness, a sense of resignation. She had not thought these words as she saw the humans coming to kill, but it was in words that Ender understood her: The humans did not forgive us, she thought. We will surely die.

It was wrong of me to value my own pain so highly that I thought it gave me the right to inflict more on him.

We never hated Grego," said Olhado. "I should have known," said Miro. "I knew he was suffering the worst pain of any of us, but it never occurred to me . . ." "Don't blame yourself," said Ender. "It's the kind of thing that only a stranger can see.

Only one rabbi dared to expect of us such a perfect balance that we could preserve the law and still forgive the deviation. So, of course, we killed him. —San Angelo, Letters to an Incipient Heretic, trans.

He was scum, and so it was all right that they treated him like scum.' 'And you think he wasn't?' 'No human being, when you understand his desires, is worthless. No one's life is nothing. Even the most evil of men and women, if you understand their hearts, had some generous act that redeems them, at least a little, from their sins.

Today, be proactive about forgiving those who have been the source of pain in your life.

Sin makes our armor vulnerable to attack from Satan, who then gains permission from God to attack us in the area where we have failed to uphold righteousness. If we break down in moral purity, Satan comes in and establishes a stronghold. If we give place to bitterness and unwillingness to forgive, we break fellowship with God and others. If we become money-focused, we fall into greed and deception. Sin is a vicious cycle that leaves us weak and vulnerable to ever more sin.

We can forgive a man for making a useful thing as long as he does not admire it

Death must be so beautiful. To lie in the soft brown earth, with the grasses waving above one's head, and listen to silence. To have no yesterday, and no tomorrow. To forget time, to forgive life, to be at peace.

Children begin by loving their parents; as they grow older they judge them; sometimes they forgive them.

After a good dinner one can forgive anybody, even one's own relations.

Death must be so beautiful. To lie in the soft brown earth, with the grasses waving above one's head, and listen to silence. To have no yesterday, and no tomorrow. To forget time, to forgive life, to be at peace.

Women love us for our defects. If we have enough of them, they will forgive us everything, even our intellects.

America has never quite forgiven Europe for having been discovered somewhat earlier in history than itself.

Gwendolen, it is a terrible thing for a man to find out suddenly that all his life he has been speaking nothing but the truth. Can you forgive me?

The only difference between saints and sinners is that every saint has a past while every sinner has a future.

I don't write this letter to put bitterness into your heart, but to pluck it out of mine. For my own sake I must forgive you.

And with tears of blood he cleansed the hand, The hand that held the steel: For only blood can wipe out blood, And only tears can heal