To err is human to forgive, divine.
How unhappy is he who cannot forgive himself.
My great mistake, the fault for which I can’t forgive myself, is that one day I ceased my obstinate pursuit of my own individuality.
Forgiveness is the fragrance that the violet sheds on the heel that has crushed it.
Ordinary readers, forgive my paradoxes: one must make them when one reflects; and whatever you may say, I prefer being a man with paradoxes than a man with prejudices.