Now we come to forgiveness. Don’t worry about forgiving me right now. There are more important things. For instance: keep the others safe, if they are safe. Don’t let them suffer too much. If they have to die, let it be fast. You might even provide a Heaven for them. We need You for that. Hell we can make for ourselves.[She is reciting the Lord’s prayer]
My mother’s face floated to mind, a pale, reproachful moon, at her last and first visit to the asylum since my twentieth birthday. A daughter in an asylum! I had done that to her. Still, she had obviously decided to forgive me.
Incidentally, I really agree with those who say that the capacity to forgive says something about the essential quality of a person. I’m the lowest grade.
If there is something to pardon in everything, there is also something to contemn![Wenn es an allem etwas zu verzeihen gibt, so gibt es auch an allem etwas zu verachten!]
If she had hurt me, I could have forgiven her without even having to think about it; but I couldn’t forgive her for being hurt.