#forgiven

We live in a society that shuns guilt, hardly knows it. It is drummed into us: "Don't feel guilty." No one wants to pay the price of reconciliation, of atonement, of forgiveness. ↗

— Robert Dykstra

#psychology #forgiveness

Lord, forgive us for the times we have read about Gethsemane with dry eyes. ↗

— Frederick S. Leahy

#jesus #theology #forgiveness

Forgive me,' the woman says. 'I think I've interrupted you in a private moment.' 'Well,' I reply, instead of yelling something to the effect of :'No kidding lady, I'm in the bathroom!' 'Were you praying?' she asks. 'Sort of.' 'That's what I thought,' the woman says with a nod, 'which is why I spoke up. I like the idea of answering prayers,' she says. 'Plus, I figure I'm so old, I could have been God's babysitter. ↗

— Robin Epstein

#forgiveness

After all, how many of our todays and of our tomorrows do we want to give our yesterdays? It is one thing to be victimized by another. It is quite another to victimize ourselves because we cannot learn from the past or forgive. Those who choose to live in the past, to live in the land of regret and complaint, do so at the sacrifice of their todays and their tomorrows. ↗

— John Lewis Lund

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Granny was right,' I said. 'When you forgive someone it does make you stronger. It makes your heart bigger than your hate. ↗

— Jack Gantos

#forgiveness

On faith’s battered back calm eyes etch prayers that cool a nation’s hot rage. ↗

— Aberjhani

#forgiveness #intolerance #national-poetry-month #peace #popular-quotes

Sometimes Harry thought the deepest split in his personality wasn't anything to do with his dark side; rather it was the divide between the altruistic and forgiving Abstract Reasoning Harry, versus the frustrated and angry Harry In The Moment. ↗

— Eliezer Yudkowsky

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He arches his back because when you forgive, the body says, "Thank God. ↗

— Edmond Manning

#forgiveness

There was no sound, but she felt a movement, a shifting of the air in her room, the warmth of another presence. Isabel opened her eyes. He was there, at the foot of her bed, a single candle in his hand, dressed only in shirtsleeves, waistcoat, and breeches. “Forgive me,” he whispered as he set the candle down. “I could not stay away. ↗

— Elizabeth Hoyt

#isabel #thief-of-shadows #winter #forgiveness

...when you hate someone so much, a part of you wants desperately to forgive them. But you can't decide if it's because you really want, or if you just want to stop hating. I still don't know if forgiveness is generous or selfish. Maybe both. ↗

— Miguel Syjuco

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