“One forgives to the degree that one loves.” - La Rouchefaucault
This is true. The amount of our love determines the boundary of our tolerance. For instance parents love their children and for that very reason they may forgive their gravest mistakes. Similarly, a person passionately in love may forgive or ignore things that one normally doesn't tolerate.
However, what about the tragic figure who forgives the beloved out of sheer love but finds it impossible to forgive himself for loving the other? Is there a cure for such a soul? Perhaps love is not only about forgiving others but also oneself. Forgiving oneself for being oneself. Perhaps the essence of true love is to cherish even our mistakes. Perhaps!
This is true. The amount of our love determines the boundary of our tolerance. For instance parents love their children and for that very reason they may forgive their gravest mistakes. Similarly, a person passionately in love may forgive or ignore things that one normally doesn't tolerate.
However, what about the tragic figure who forgives the beloved out of sheer love but finds it impossible to forgive himself for loving the other? Is there a cure for such a soul? Perhaps love is not only about forgiving others but also oneself. Forgiving oneself for being oneself. Perhaps the essence of true love is to cherish even our mistakes. Perhaps!
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