Forgiveness is the fragrance that the violet sheds on the heel that has crushed it.

The ineffable joy of forgiving and being forgiven forms an ecstasy that might well arouse the envy of the gods.

A mistake is always forgivable, rarely excusable and always unacceptable.

When you forgive, you in no way change the past - but you sure do change the future.

Love is an act of endless forgiveness, a tender look which becomes a habit.

Anger ventilated often hurries towards forgiveness anger concealed often hardens into revenge.

Forgiveness is a virtue of the brave.

Humanity is never so beautiful as when praying for forgiveness, or else forgiving another.

Forgiveness really is so misunderstood, as well as the power it can release in an individual.

Love is an act of endless forgiveness, a tender look which becomes a habit.