Quotes About Reconciliation

They had told each other their stories, yet had failed to understand what had happened. And they had parted. It was all over. But why should that be? They had loved each other passionately six years before, had defied their families in order to marry, and had grieved for each other ever since. They loved and wanted each other now. Why should they be apart forever? Had they not suffered enough?

But she had to try. Her own love for Robert was a strong pain that she would have to bear for the rest of her life if she must. But if there was a chance that he loved her too and that their separation had not been of their own making, then she felt compelled to try to make possible a reconciliation. She had to put every ounce of effort into the attempt.

It had been a short conversation. It had also been the kindest they had shared in longer than ten years.

I do not know what happened, Beth, she cried, but I do know it must have been something dreadful. You are both such dear people, and I know something quite extraordinary must have driven you apart.

A great deal of good had happened. The past had been explained and forgiven. The bitterness of years had been purged. There could be some peace now for two people because he had come home.

He had not forgiven her and doubted that he ever would or could. And during his own brief visit to her and the meeting at last evening's ball she had shown no sign of wishing forgiveness.

No one could have convinced her six years before that the day would come when she and Robert would sleep under the same roof, in separate bedrooms, not only strangers to each other, but bitter strangers.

Is it really possible that you can love me enough to forgive me?

It seems to me that the two of you have had your marriage blighted by misunderstandings and suspicions and missed opportunities.

I cannot now believe that we allowed all those things to happen to us without blazing a trail back to each other. I cannot quite understand why I did not fight my way through hell, though God knows I believed I had done all I could. I was so damned young.

No, he decided . . . he surely could not have believed for one single moment that it really was all finished between them.

trust in God could impose an additional burden on good people slammed to their knees by some senseless tragedy. An atheist might be no less staggered by such an event, but nonbelievers often experienced a kind of calm acceptance: shit happens, and this particular shit happened to them. It could be more difficult for a person of faith to get to his feet precisely because he had to reconcile God's love and care with the stupid, brutal fact that something irreversibly terrible had happened.

We denken alleen nog aan onze kennismaking.' 'Toen jij zo woest op me was en ik niet begreep waarom.' Hij keek haar lachend aan. 'Ik zal vast nog wel eens woest op je zijn, hertog Luciano,' zei Arianna.

For the more haunted among us, only looking back at the past can permit it finally to become past.

She felt really quite unequal to the tedious process of reconciliation which, in view of the fact that she was sorry, seemed to her highly unnecessary, like some legal routine or the difficulty of getting passports. Her interest in expiation quickly vanished in the face of its actuality.

Therefore, dark past, I'm about to do it. I'm about to forgive you for everything.

Jesus, Mary and Joseph, isn't war the most demented activity ever invented?

The Ice Wizard had a younger sister who loved him more than anything in the world. One day they fought over something foolish. He lost his temper and told her to leave him alone forever. She ran down to the sea in tears. There she found a flock of swan maidens. They gave her a white feathered dress. She put on the dress and became a swan maiden herself. She flew

But I did not believe my errors to be irretrievable; and, after much consideration, I resolved to return to the cottage, seek the old man, and by my representations win him to my party.

I would reconcile him to life, but he repulses the idea

It is our duty to bring closure to this century, which for Russia became a century of blood and lawlessness, through repentance and reconciliation, regardless of our political views, religious belief, and membership in an ethnic group.

Two hours with my grandpa felt like eternity, but also like not long enough. I should have come sooner. I should have called him more this past year. I should have watched more Cubs games with him, and I should have been better at being his grandson.

Tell her that I miss her. And that I'm sorry. You don't even know what you're sorry for. Well, yeah, but that doesn't matter. At this point, I'll be sorry for whatever she wants me to be sorry for.

What did you do?" she hissed. "Me?" "Don't be a dick," she said. "That ship has sailed. Hang on. We can't fight yet. Where's my hug?