Quotes About Reconciliation

To live in peace we have to forgive each other and ourselves, regularly.

Time partially reconciles us to anything. I gradually became content--doggedly contented, as wild animals in cages.

It's said in Hollywood that you should always forgive your enemies - because you never know when you'll have to work with them.

Not to forgive is to be imprisoned by the past, by old grievances that do not permit life to proceed with new business. Not to forgive is to yield oneself to another's control... to be locked into a sequence of act and response, of outrage and revenge, tit for tat, escalating always. The present is endlessly overwhelmed and devoured by the past. Forgiveness frees the forgiver. It extracts the forgiver from someone else's nightmare.

It's Will who ought to be sorry." Jem's eyes darkened. "We shall throw him out onto the streets," he proclaimed. "I promise you he'll be gone by morning." Tessa started and sat upright. "Oh - no, you can't mean that -" He grinned. "Of course I don't. But you felt better for a moment there, didn't you?" "It was like a beautiful dream," Tessa said gravely.

We are none of us perfect, and no one expects perfection. But when you have hurt people, you must allow them their anger. Otherwise it will only become another thing you have tried to take away.

Hi, I'm one of the knife-carrying hooligans you met last night in Pandemonium? I'm afraid I made a bad impression and was hoping you'd give me a chance to make it up to-" "SIMON!

He had lost Will Herondale. And he did not know if he could ever get him back.

Matthew held out his hands. "Pax," he said, wheedlingly. "Let it be peace between us. You can pour the rest of the port on my head." James' mouth curved up into a smile. It was impossible to stay angry with Matthew. It was almost impossible to get angry at Matthew.

Now I wonder all the time how you go back after something like that. Whether we can ever be friends again, or if what we had is broken into pieces. Not because of her, but because of me.

Are you still mad because i broke your phone" Jace said. "Because you broke my wrist, so i'd said we're even" "It was sprained," Alec said. "Not broken, sprained

You could say anything you wanted to someone you thought you were never going to see again.

What if everything you believe is wrong and you could still be loved and still be forgiven?

There is one particular ex-boyfriend with whom it ended very badly because I was young and an idiot. I'd love to have several drinks with him and find out how his life has turned out and apologize for having hurt us both way back when. Corny, I know, but true.

It was a fact that he hadn't lied to her--except for the time he had promised to cut out her tongue and hadn't. She couldn't very well hold that against him.

Hunter. If he was alive, Loretta knew he would come after her. And he had to be alive. She couldn't bear it if he wasn't. Life without him was inconceivable. She prayed as she had never prayed in her life, ceaselessly, with all her heart--for a man she had once hated.

I was just thinking. Once I get home, we'll be enemies again. My people would shoot you if you ever came around. And that--" She sniffed and swiped at her eyes. "That makes me sad. And sort of scared. What if there was an Indian attack? What if I--" She turned her head to study him. "I might look down the barrel of a rifle someday, and it might be you at the other end." "I will not lift my blade against you.

What if you were attacking a farm, and you saw me at one of the windows? What would you do?" "I would salute you. There will be no war between us.

You will be my friend again?" he asked huskily. "We will make laughter together, yes? And you will lie beside me when we sleep, with no fear, because my hand upon you is the hand of your good friend." "I'd like to be friends again--truly I would." "Then it will be so.

But somewhere, sometime, someone must say, 'Today I will not seek revenge.' Someone has to say, 'We will stop' and mean it, or the bloodshed will go on and on, endless, until we destroy the entire human race.

I think I have something that belongs to you'. I held out my open hand, the stone resting in my palm. I expected her to take it. Instead she took the whole hand, and held it.

I'm not suggesting you need to welcome him back into your life with open arms as the years go by. Some people just plain aren't worth it. Whether this one is or isn't, that's for you to judge. I'm just advising you to let go of the hate in yourself, because you're the one swallowing that poison every day, not him." Ethan

In formal education, children are introduced to new ideas about God and must reconcile their image of God with what the teacher tells them about God. As we teach children, at home and in the church, we do not give them our understanding of God; rather, we guide them as they reshape their God in the light of what they learn from us and in their ever expanding life experiences.[19]

For there are two kinds of forgiveness in the world: the one you practice because everything really is all right, and what went before is mended. The other kind of forgiveness you practice because someone needs desperately to be forgiven, or because you need just as badly to forgive them, for a heart can grab hold of old wounds and go sour as milk over them.