A Quote by Mary Morrissey

To not forgive is to drink a little poison each day and expect the other person to die. — © Mary Morrissey
To not forgive is to drink a little poison each day and expect the other person to die.
Unforgiveness is the poison you drink every day hoping that the other person will die.
Let me get a sip of water here... you figure this stuff is safe to drink? Actually, I don't care, I drink it anyway. You know why? Because I'm an American and I expect a little cancer in my food and water. I'm a loyal American and I'm not happy unless I let government and industry poison me a little bit every day.
In a word, live together in the forgiveness of your sins, for without it no human fellowship, least of all a marriage, can survive. Don't insist on your rights, don't blame each other, don't judge or condemn each other, don't find fault with each other, but accept each other as you are, and forgive each other every day from the bottom of your hearts.
Holding anger is a poison. It eats you from the inside. We think that hating is a weapon that attacks the person who harmed us. But hatred is a curved blade. And the harm we do, we do to ourselves. Forgive, Edward. Forgive...no one is born with anger. And when we die, the soul is freed of it. But now, here, in order to move on, you must understand why you felt what you did, and why you no longer need to feel it.' She touched his hand. 'You need to forgive your father.' ~pgs 141-142
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 taking poison and waiting for the other person to die.
Resentment is like drinking poison and waiting for the other person to die.
It's like they take poison and then hope for the other person to die.
Unforgiveness is like drinking poison yourself and waiting for the other person to die.
Find one thing every day to forgive the other person for. Don't let them know what it is...just forgive them and let it go.
Hope is the greatest madness. What can we expect of a world that we enter with the assurance of seeing our fathers and mothers die? A world where, if two beings love each other and give their lives to each other, both can be sure that one will watch the other perish?
My dad always told me that holding a grudge is like swallowing poison and expecting the other person to die.
If the Negro is not careful he will drink in all the poison of modern civilization and die from the effects of it.
No one single person is going to make each other happy, and it's foolish to expect the other person to do that.
To withhold forgiveness is to take poison and expect the unforgiven to die.
Christianity gave Eros poison to drink; he did not die of it, certainly, but degenerated to Vice.
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