I can't hate for long. It isn't worth it.

Love. Forgive. As you forgive, you will be forgiven.

You have just convinced me the faith you have found is what I need. What I have longed for. There is nothing further you could have said that would have convinced me. But this? This need to forgive. That is real, Julia. Genuine. I know it cannot come from within — except by the help of your God. Would you tell me how I might receive this ability to forgive from the God you have claimed as your own?

Compassion will cure more sins than condemnation.

But you will find yourself disarmed utterly, and your accusing spirit transformed into loving forgiveness the moment you remember that you did, in fact, marry only a sinner, and so did he.

To forgive oneself? No, that doesn't work: we have to be forgiven. But we can only believe this is possible if we ourselves can forgive.

Can you ever forgive me? I already have. How could you? I don't deserve it. That's what makes it love.

Forgiveness does not require us to close our eyes but rather to truly open them.

To not extend forgiveness is to burn the bridge that we ourselves must cross.

I hope you can someday forgive me.' 'I forgive you now.

True understanding often opens the door to forgiveness.

takes great courage to wear kindness as if one had never been hurt.