Forgiving is easier than forgetting. Never let the same mistake happen to you twice unless you are willing to damage yourself in the process.

Love never fades. It always stays in the mind as happy memories. I am so grateful to you for giving me the most beautiful moments of my life.

The key to a good life is not giving a fuck about more; it's giving a fuck about less, giving a fuck about only what is true and immediate and important.

The world is becoming a less forgiving place because more people assume that they are perfect.

Everything that comes from God must go back to God. They become dysfunctional when they remain with man. Blessings must turn to praise and praise is not just giving thanks for what God gave, it is giving back to Him what He gave. Don't give thanks to God for things that He gave and deny Him access to them for His use. Whatever blessing you don't return back to God in praise turns to pride.

"Giving away with love

"David had every right to be angry and take vengeance upon such a character as Nabal, who insulted him and his men, yet God had something different in mind. In Romans 12 verse 19 we read that it is God who will avenge, He will repay. It is not our job. And God knows exactly how to get through to people. God had a very specific purpose in this whole event ? He was getting David ready to move into kingship and David had some character building left to do which he did by giving heed to Abigail's words of wisdom. Abigail, in wisdom, asked for forgiveness from David for her husband's foolish words but she also appealed to him to be gracious to her and her household while reminding him of what God had promised to David regarding his future as leader of Israel. God was busy softening David's hear. This was a lesson in grace. David learned how to show the grace of God to Abigail.

Giving up the person you truly love is not the same as forgetting a nightmare.

Don't be stuck in your past and blame yourself for events that happened. Without mistakes, there would be no suffering. Without suffering, we would never be able to value real happiness or be grateful for our surroundings. Without mistakes, we wouldn't have a story to tell and inspire others. It is suffering that makes us stronger. Look back on your past and be proud of the story of your success and thank yourself for never giving up.

The only common problem, I had seen about black people .It is that they are compassionate, forgiving, admires, talented, hard working, understanding, reasonable, poor and loving people. That makes them easy target to decolonized, undermined, used, disrespected and taking advantage of.

I knew long ago and rediscovered that the best way to attract attention,help,and conversation is to be lost.A man who seeing his mother starving to death on a path kicks her in the stomach to clear the way, will cheerfully devote several hours of his time giving wrong directions to a total stranger who claims to be lost

Children must early learn the the beauty of generosity. They are taught to give what they prize most, that they may taste the happiness of giving.

Forgiving doesn't make the person who hurt you feel better, it makes you feel better.

The formula of life is simple. It is the formula of giving - giving courage, attention, peace, love and comfort to yourself and the society.

"My dearest friend Abigail, These probably could be the last words I write to you and I may not live long enough to see your response but I truly have lived long enough to live forever in the hearts of my friends. I thought a lot about what I should write to you. I thought of giving you blessings and wishes for things of great value to happen to you in future; I thought of appreciating you for being the way you are; I thought to give sweet and lovely compliments for everything about you; I thought to write something in praise of your poems and prose; and I thought of extending my gratitude for being one of the very few sincerest friends I have ever had. But that is what all friends do and they only qualify to remain as a part of the bunch of our loosely connected memories and that's not what I can choose to be, I cannot choose to be lost somewhere in your memories. So I thought of something through which I hope you will remember me for a very long time. I decided to share some part of my story, of what led me here, the part we both have had in common. A past, which changed us and our perception of the world. A past, which shaped our future into an unknown yet exciting opportunity to revisit the lost thoughts and to break free from the libido of our lost dreams. A past, which questioned our whole past. My dear, when the moment of my past struck me, in its highest demonised form, I felt dead, like a dead-man walking in flesh without a soul, who had no reason to live any more. I no longer saw any meaning of life but then I saw no reason to die as well. I travelled to far away lands, running away from friends, family and everyone else and I confined myself to my thoughts, to my feelings and to myself. Hours, days, weeks and months passed and I waited for a moment of magic to happen, a turn of destiny, but nothing happened, nothing ever happens. I waited and I counted each moment of it, thinking about every moment of my life, the good and the bad ones. I then saw how powerful yet weak, bright yet dark, beautiful yet ugly, joyous yet grievous; is a one single moment. One moment makes the difference. Just a one moment. Such appears to be the extreme and undisputed power of a single moment. We live in a world of appearance, Abigail, where the reality lies beyond the appearances, and this is also only what appears to be such powerful when in actuality it is not. I realised that the power of the moment is not in the moment itself. The power, actually, is in us. Every single one of us has the power to make and shape our own moments. It is us who by feeling joyful, celebrate for a moment of success; and it is also us who by feeling saddened, cry and mourn over our losses. I, with all my heart and mind, now embrace this power which lies within us. I wish life offers you more time to make use of this power. Remember, we are our own griefs, my dear, we are our own happinesses and we are our own remedies.

Leaving my father behind-with all of his baggage-was like giving up an old teddy bear. You know it's just an object, incapable of comforting you with its tattered fur and missing button eye, but it's something you cling to, even though you know it can't give anything back.

... I discovered life sometimes has a way of giving you what you need, but not in the form you expect.

Forgive but do not forget, or you will be hurt again. Forgiving changes the perspectives. Forgetting loses the lesson.

"Forgiving without receiving apology is not a way to show off about feeling less pain or no pain at all.

Know your worth and stop giving people discounts.

"Most people lost lot of opportunities that would have changed their lives, because the time the opportunities were presented to them. They didn't like the person who was giving them the opportunities, or they didn't feel like it. Their ego and pride got in the way. They didn't seize the moment.

Voting for a politician in a corrupted political system is no different than giving a set of keys to your home to a criminal just because everyone says that if you don't do it then you can't complain about crime.

What you give is what you get in life. You might not get it same time, but you will eventually get it one day. Choosing to treat other people bad, cyber bullying and hurting them for no reason. Being mean and rude to other people for no reason. Even if you are using fake or anonymous accounts. One day you will get what you giving and what you are doing. Sometimes bad luck we create it ourselves by how we treat others.

Our worst can become our best if mistakes are gathered like twigs of a bird's nest, giving one true foundation. Each mistake is a brick of wisdom to build our lives upon.