If any foes of mine are there, I pardon every one:I hope that man and womankind will do the same by me.

If any foes of mine are there, I pardon every one: I hope that man and womankind will do the same by me.

A man who keeps a diary pays, Due toll to many tedious days; But life becomes eventful - then, His busy hand forgets the pen. Most books, indeed, are records less Of fulness than of emptiness.

For thy name's sake, O LORD, pardon mine iniquity; for it is great.

I knew nothing about it, ... We never, never, never had any discussions about a pardon.

Now Autumn's fire burns slowly along the woods and day by day the dead leaves fall and melt.