“That’s one of the things we learn as we grow older — how to forgive. It comes easier at forty than it did at twenty.”

“Loving self and others is an every second of every day of every week, of every month, of every year gift that should not be taken for granted or withdrawn for petty arguments and misunderstandings. No one knows the day nor the hour that we or a loved one will meet our expiration here on this earth. Time to make time to heal, amend and/or forgive broken relationships, to live your dreams without regret and love like there is no tomorrow for when tomorrow is no longer there…memories will be great and consciences will be clear.”

“Hatred is exhausting. You must constantly remind yourself why you hate someone and waste needless energy to keep hating them.Forgiveness; you only need to do it once!”

“All the pain I put you throughImploded, exploded and demolished youWhat did you do to deserve all thisBut love me, this endlessly broken abyss ?!Now, nothing have I becomeI’ve lost myself and have gone numbAnd here I am wondering How you are and how you’ve beenAre you happy through all the pain?Did you manage to break that chainThe One from which you suffocated When I ended us, unappreciated Has your heart at all mendedFrom all the blows I extended?Do I ever cross your mind?Do you still hate me, after all this time?I am deserving of all of thisOf all the pain and lack of blissI became the reason whyYour glowing eyes still cry and cryI won’t ask for your forgiveness My lack of you is my deepest illnessForgiveness given to me would be a crimeBut even if you did, I wouldn’t give myself mineRegret fills my very essenceMy whole being will miss your presenceI lost my singularity of creationI just wish for you more appreciation Loneliness my bitter friendWe’ll be together until the endA long life of being hollowA continuum of time in endless sorrow”

“Time doesn’t heal all wounds, only distance can lessen the sting of them.”

“A while ago?” Anaxantis asked. “Yes, he raped me a while ago. Exactly nine months and two days ago. What’s that? Nine months or nine minutes. It’s the same. And it is in the past, you say? Then why is it still happening, every day, every time I close my eyes? Every time I hear someone behind me, and I don’t know who it is? How is it that I get an almost irresistible urge to kill anyone who happens to touch me unexpectedly? Tell me, Hemarchidas, how do I forgive, let alone forget, something that is still happening, that keeps happening over and over? How? How do I do that?”

“Her voice became vibrant and raw, veined with passion. “You can never go back to the past. You can’t heal their wounds or your own. Even God will not do this for you,” and this was a bit controversial with her audience, but she believed she had proof: “Jesus himself was not healed–he came back from the dead with the wounds still in his hands and his body. He came back changed, but not healed. Saying ‘I’m sorry’ is saying that you will be different from now on. Your identity stretches to accomodate this thing you did to them. And in this way a relationship is formed between the person you have hurt and yourself.”

“The true lover yearneth for tribulation even as doth the rebel for forgiveness and the sinful for mercy.”

“We must be kind and forgive one another or we won’t survive. But even among the most religious there seems to be a great blind spot covering the world, an inability to learn from past experience. Civilization is as precarious as a sand castle. All the care and effort it took to create it can be knocked down in a second by some bully or another. And the world is full of bullies.”

“War can condition a person to be resilient, tolerant, dependable, strong, and capable of so much more than one who had experienced nothing of it; it can bring out the very best in us, but also the very worst. Where is it, I ask, the proper conduit through which a soldier should be raised from whence they would become an upstanding citizen of the world, instead of a single country?”

“For myself I think that one wrong does not right the other, and forgiveness cannot be won with useless tears or alms to the Church.”

“While trying hard not to apportion blamesI end up apportioning all the blame on myselfI take several portions of the blamewhich makes my heart to be filled with guilt”

“What can a man do for a woman while she live her life? You can only show her that you love her.”

“Forgiveness is first act of faith.”

“Forgiveness is brave, sets us free from darkness, and allows light to shine the sweet fragrance of life into our souls”