Nothing that you confess... can make me love you any less.

Whatever our religion, we know that if we really want to love, we must first learn to forgive before anything else.

It's not a slam at you when people are rude, it's a slam at the people they've met before.

So many people live with anger and unforgiveness, and many of them are Christians.

I still wish Chelsea and all the players every success. I spent so many years connected to the club. One incident is not going to change that.

She refused at first, saying it would make a mockery of their love. She loved him too much to admit that what she thought of as unforgettable could ever be forgotten. Finally, of course, she did as he asked, but without enthusiasm. The notebooks showed it: they had many empty pages, and the entries were fragmentary.

We live in two different dimensions, you and I.

Lovers should guard their strangeness. If they forgive too much, all slides into confusion and meanness.

Can you ever forgive me? I already have. How could you? I don't deserve it. That's what makes it love.

This is misguided and toxic and ultimately subverts the contagious spread of Jesus' message of love, peace, forgiveness and joy that our world desperately needs to hear.

Love, while always forgiving of imperfections and mistakes, can never cease to will their removal.

High justice would in no way be debased if ardent love should cancel instantly the debts these penitents must satisfy.