What then? What rests? Try what repentance can. What can it not? Yet what can it when one can not repent? O wretched state! O bosom black as death! O limed soul, that struggling to be free art more engaged!
May we so love as never to have occasion to repent of our love!
Marry’d in Haste, we oft repent at Leisure.
Forgiveness of enemies can only come upon their repentance.
Every one goes astray, but the least imprudent are they who repent the soonest.[Chacun s’égare, et le moins imprudent est celui-là qui plus tôt se repent.]