For all eternity, I forgive you and you forgive me.
Forgive me my nonsense, as I also forgive the nonsense of those that think they talk sense.
Don't be sad. Even if the world won't forgive you, I'll forgive you. Don't be sad. Even if you don't forgive the world, I'll forgive you. So please tell me. How do I make you forgive me?
Words don't come easily, like forgive me.
I ask you to forgive me for not fulfilling some hopes of those people who believed that we would be able to jump from the totalitarian past into a bright, rich and civilized future in one go.
I believe that time, with its infinite understanding, will one day forgive me.
If we stay together, I'll have to forgive you over and over again, and if you're still in this, you'll have to forgive me over and over again too. So forgiveness isn't the point. What I really should have been trying to figure out is whether we were still good for each other or not
Please. Forgive me. One more chance, Blaire. I want this. I want you.
Oh, forgive me. Shaking hands with me is an unpleasant experience. My hands are no longer hands.
God will forgive me. It's his job. " Heine said this on his deathbed (1856). Hilarious. He must have thought that up years before and counted the seconds to use it.
Women can never forgive me; they hate me, they feel that I am disarming them. I show them without their coquetry.
Life has become unbearable. . . Forgive me.
Because I was flat out wrong I'm on my knees Begging that you Will forgive me, please
If I owe Smith ten dollars and God forgives me, that doesn't pay Smith.
You didn't have to come after me. " "Yes, I did," he said. "You're far too inexperienced to protect yourself in a hostile situation without me. " "That's sweet. Maybe I'll forgive you. " "Forgive me? Fro what?" "Fro telling me to shut up. " His eyes narrowed. "I did not. . . Well, I did, But you were-" "Never mind.
I shouldn't have done that," I said. That was when I kissed him again. May God forgive me for this and all these things I've done.
Please forgive me. My pedicurist had a stroke. She fell forward onto the orange stick and plunged it into my toe. It required bandaging.
The thing I want to really say is that I still mess up. I still go out there and say things on TV that I know the Lord is like, 'Sherri what are you doing?' but I know I can go back and get on my knees and say, 'Lord forgive me. ' I know he will never leave me nor forsake me. The wonderful thing is He answers my prayers in spite of me.
Here's one of the great things, and I may have said this somewhere, so forgive me. Curb ideas are not Veep ideas. I definitely have my Curb idea list that I've been carrying around for the last five years.
Nobody will be able to forgive me but myself.
