Let what offends God offend me, and what God pardons, I pardon.

There are TWO reasons why you’ll be blessed; For giving and for forgiving

Where there is injury let me sow pardon.

Apologizing is different from begging, it doesn’t change your status, go ahead and get on your knees, spill tears if you got it, for the person you offended, if at all you had a place...

Forgive and forget is the divine ideal. Grappling with the hurt while biting your tongue and struggling to refuse justifiable vengeance―that’s closer to human reality.

If any foes of mine are there, I pardon every one: I hope that man and womankind will do the same by me.

The pow’r I have on you is to spare you / The malice towards you, to forgive you. Posthumus