A Quote by Debbie Ford

A wise person once wrote, “Resentment is like drinking poison and hoping the other person would die.” But the only one dying is ourselves. — © Debbie Ford
A wise person once wrote, “Resentment is like drinking poison and hoping the other person would die.” But the only one dying is ourselves.
Resentment is like drinking poison and waiting for the other person to die.
Resentment is like taking poison and waiting for the other person to die.
Hanging on to a resentment, someone once said, is like drinking poison and hoping it will kill someone else.
Unforgiveness is like drinking poison yourself and waiting for the other person to die.
Resentment is like drinking poison and then hoping it will kill your enemies.
Unforgiveness is the poison you drink every day hoping that the other person will die.
Harboring unforgiveness is like drinking poison and hoping your enemy will die.
It's like they take poison and then hope for the other person to die.
Charles had once remarked that holding onto a resentment was like eating rat poison and waiting for the rat to die.
There is a difference between a person who is dying and a person who is suicidal. I do not want to die. I am dying.
My dad always told me that holding a grudge is like swallowing poison and expecting the other person to die.
When we harbor negative emotions toward others or toward ourselves, or when we intentionally create pain for others, we poison our own physical and spiritual systems. By far the strongest poison to the human spirit is the inability to forgive oneself or another person. It disables a person's emotional resources. The challenge...is to refine our capacity to love others as well as ourselves and to develop the power of forgiveness.
Not forgiving somebody is like drinking poison and hoping that the offender will get sick.
To not forgive is to drink a little poison each day and expect the other person to die.
Write as if you were dying. At the same time, assume you write for an audience consisting solely of terminal patients. That is, after all, the case. What would you begin writing if you knew you would die soon? What could you say to a dying person that would not enrage by its triviality?
Resentment is like taking poison in hopes that your enemy will die.
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