Poet, Singer, Great Heart,
May our God bless your name,
And the womb that held you, and the breasts that gave you milk.
And may God forgive us all.
Whatever your religious belief was, I know that you have been a good Confederate. May God forgive your sins!
You will never forgive anyone more than God has already forgiven you.
God may forgive sins, he said, but awkwardness has no forgiveness in heaven or earth.
The gods…the gods may forgive much, to a truly penitent heart.
May God forgive you for telling the truth to those who are not ready to hear it.
May God have mercy on you! May God bless you! Lord, Thou knowest that I am innocent! With all my heart I forgive my enemies! Long live Christ the King!
Democracy may become frenzied, but it has feelings and can be moved. As for aristocracy, it is always cold and never forgives.
The gods… the gods may forgive much, to a truly penitent heart."
Her smile grew bitter as desert brine. "The gods may forgive Ista all day long. But if Ista does not forgive Ista, the gods may go hang themselves."
I forgive you.
I don't condone or say that what you did to me was alright…
it was not.
I will never forget.
But I forgive you
for the sake of myself…so I may truly be Free.
I love Me.
Although it shall never be the same…
I can find it in my heart to
love you too.