Taylor, McKenna, Abigail, and Taylor simultaneously crouched over in pain.

True understanding often opens the door to forgiveness.

To deny our pasts is to burn the bridge we must cross to self-understanding. Alan Christoffersen's diary

takes great courage to wear kindness as if one had never been hurt.

It's been written that, He who does not forgive is guilty of the greater sin. That verse had always confounded me. I had considered it unjust at best and cruel at worst. But these words were not meant as condemnation—rather as illumination of an eternal truth: that to not extend forgiveness is to burn the bridge that we ourselves must cross.

It is often during the worst of times that we see the best of humanity—awakening within the most ordinary of us that which is most sublime.

As appreciative as I had already been for their kindness, now I was astounded. In the midst of such heartbreak, this good couple had reached out to me in my pain. For the first time in a long while, I felt hope in humanity.

We tend to demonize those we inflict pain on. It lessens our guilt.

Love is full of pain and mistakes. That's what makes it interesting and that's why we explore relationships in literature. That whole 'love is never having to say you're sorry' crap is just that, crap. Love is learning how to say you're sorry.

Forgiveness is release — to unlock the cage of another's folly to set ourselves free. To not forgive is to chain oneself to people and circumstances of the past. In doing so, our past becomes our future.

The well from which we receive grace is only filled by sharing it with others.

You can tell a lot about a man by watching how he treats those he doesn't have to be nice to.