Our God is a forgiving God.
Love can sort of rebound and regrow and reinvent itself around a lot of things, but when somebody can't forgive themself for something, I think love sort of withers in that situation.
Wherever we go we do harm, forgiving ourselves as wheels do cement for wearing each other out. We set this house on fire, forgetting that we live within. (from "To a Meadowlark," for M. L. Smoker)
We are forgiven, that we may be like Him who forgives us.
Management cares about only one thing. Paperwork. They will forgive almost anything else - cost overruns, gross incompetence, criminal indictments - as long as the paperwork's filled out properly. And in on time.
Pause and remember - It is never too late to begin again, to forgive someone, to have a dream, to meet someone or to love yourself. It is never too late!
God forgive you, but I never can.
Father forgive us, for we do not what we know.
The inability to forgive, that is the lack of compassion, is really nothing more than lack of knowledge.
We can all learn to conquer hatred through love -drawing on the power released through the practice of meditation to throw all our weight, all our energy, and all our will on the side of what is patient, forgiving, and selfless in ourselves and others.
We often lose our tempers not with those who are actually to blame; just with those who love us enough to forgive us our foul moods.
Forgive, forget, learn the lesson and move forward!
Jesus died to forgive our sins. Dare we make his martyrdom meaningless by not committing them?
Horses are incredibly forgiving. They fill in places we're not capable of filling ourselves.
How can a novelist achieve atonement when, with her absolute power of deciding outcomes, she is also God? There is no one, no entity or higher form that she can appeal to, or be reconciled with, or that can forgive her. There is nothing outside her. In her imagination she has set the limits and the terms. No atonement for God, or novelists, even if they are atheists. It was always an impossible task, and that was precisely the point. The attempt was all.
The sign of sincere love is to forgive wrongs done to us. It was with such love that the Lord loved the world.
Today's games are more forgiving in the sense that you can save your game almost anywhere, and get back into the action very quickly, whereas in POP when you died you had to go back to the beginning of the level.
Great souls forgive not injuries till time has put their enemies within their power, that they may show forgiveness is their own.
Let us be very gentle with our neighbors' failings, and forgive our friends their debts as we hope ourselves to be forgiven.
We have to believe in ourselves more. It's all the same thing: We need to release the guilt. We need to forgive. We need to drop all the bullshit we were taught.