Quotes About Reconciliation

What you burnt, broke, and tore is still in my hands. I am the keeper of fragile things and I have kept of you what is indissoluble.

I've at last come to know that forgiveness is much simpler than I could ever have imagined: whatever problem you have with someone, project yourself into the other person and see it from their point of view.

I let the most antagonistic proposals of my nature gradually come to agreement without violence. Suppressing the dialogue in oneself really amounts to stopping the development of life. Everything leads to harmony. The fiercer and more persistant the discord had been, the broader reconciliations blossoms.

Nor can we see the coffin of a person we have known, without experiencing some new shock of loss. In this respect, a coffin is like a mirror, in which we see the image of our own condition, and understand that our human differences, whether of appearance, morality or wealth, must finally be reconciled.

The blood was shed to unite us to God.

And when you stand praying, if you hold anything against anyone, forgive him, so that your Father in heaven may forgive you your sins." MARK 11:25

I hate you, Andy,' says Jen. 'I really HATE you. I REALLY, REALLY HATE YOU!' 'Jen!' says Mum, coming into the room with a cup of tea in one hand and a crossword puzzle book in the other. 'What an awful thing to say to your brother! Apologise to him this instant!' 'But, Mum …' says Jen. 'No buts,' says Mum. 'There's no excuse for speaking like that. Apologise right now!

It is better to forgive and lose than to face the consequences.

I brought pictures to the inn, to show you who I'd been, but I saw at once my mistake, the hurt in your eyes, and you said, It hurts that I wasn't with you.

Are we, as we age, I wonder, repaid for all our thoughtless gestures?

We forgive and forget. At least I forgive and he forgets.

Because the truth wouldn't be comforting and wouldn't bring them closer again.

Janine shook her head. Then she stomped into the house. "Mean Janine," I muttered. "Come on, Jamie. Let's go." Janine had spoiled my whole afternoon.

I felt terrible. What could I do to make Kristy feel better? And if she felt better, would she be nicer to me?

Don't let her sit near me, Mary Anne whispered. Can't you guys just kiss and make up? I asked. Ask Claudia. She's the one who decided not to talk to me. Well, you weren't exactly Miss Congealiality yourself. Gene. Congeniality. Whatever.

Later that night, I tore up the list of mean things to do to Aunt Cecelia.

Mm-hm," Dawn said. "Um, I'm sorry." "Yeah. Right." I'm sorry, too, Mary Anne was what I was sort of hoping to hear.

We put them together so we'd never forget our family feud.

Sometimes two people need to fall apart to realize how much they need to fall back together.

We all love best not those who offend us least, nor those who have done most for us, but those who make it most easy for us to forgive them.

How dreadful, on the contrary, must be her case, who is the occasion of propagating dissention, irreconcilable hatred, and abhorrence between her own relations and those of the man to whom she for life engages herself!

You were an outstanding athlete, Griff, but a sorry excuse for a friend. I guess that's why I'm surprised, and slightly offended, that you would come to me now, like we'd been good buddies, and ask for my help.

The pain of our history.

it is only through forgiveness that wrongs can be put right.