“More bounteous run rivers when the ice that locked their flow melts into their waters. And when fine natures relent, their kindness is swelled by the thaw.” RunningWaterKindnessFineForgivenessFlowRiversIceLocked Author:Edward Bulwer-Lytton, 1st Baron Lytton
“Forgetting offences is a sign of sincere repentance. If you keep the memory of them, you may believe you have repented but you are like someone running in his sleep. Let no one consider it a minor defect, this darkness that often clouds the eyes even of spiritual people.” PeopleIfsBelieveMayEyeRunningSpiritualMemoriesSleepForgetDarknessForgivenessCloudsRepentanceSincereMinorsDefectsOffence Author:John Climacus
“When we stray from His presence, He longs for you to come back. He weeps that you are missing out on His love, protection and provision. He throws His arms open, runs toward you, gathers you up, and welcomes you home.” HomeRunningMissingArmsForgivenessProtectionHis LoveProvisionMissing Out Author:Charles Stanley
“You can forgive someone almost anything. But you cannot tolerate everything...We don't have to tolerate what people do just because we forgive them for doing it. Forgiving heals us personally. To tolerate everything only hurts us all in the long run.” PeopleLongRunningHurtForgivenessForgivingHealTolerateLong RunsTolerationNot Forgiving Author:Lewis B. Smedes
“None of us are bad people. We float around and we run across each other and we learn about ourselves, and we make mistakes and we do great things. We hurt others, we hurt ourselves, we make others happy and we please ourselves. We can and should forgive ourselves and each other for that.” PeopleShouldRunningHurtMistakePleaseForgivenessForgivingGreat ThingsMaking MistakesFloatsBad PeopleWe Make MistakesMake Others Happy Author:Dan Harmon
“You can forgive a fool because he only runs in one direction and doesn't deceive anybody. It's the deceivers who make you feel bad.” FeelsRunningFoolForgivenessForgivingNovelistsCheatingDeceivingDeep ThoughtOne DirectionDeceiverFeeling Bad Author:Charles Bukowski