Nobody ever forgets where he buried the hatchet.
--Kin Hubbard (1868-1930)
He hid his face in his hands. "Oh no, forgive me! And yet ... today ... some peculiar force drove me to you! Oh, why struggle against Fate... why resist the angels smiling?" It was the first time that Emma had ever heard such things said to her; and her vanity, like a body unclenching in a steambath, melted open, softly and fully, to the warm touch of his words .... Here Rodolphe paused to think up some good excuse. --What if I told her that my money was gone? Ah!
--Gustave Flaubert, Madame Bovary, 1857
At supper my wife and I had a dispute about some trifle.... I started up and threw an egg in the fire and some beer after it. My inclination was to break and destroy everything. But I checked it. How curious is it that the thinking principle can speculate in the very instant of anger. My wife soon made up our difference. But I begged of her to be more attentive again.
--James Boswell, December 9, 1775
Two Union brigades were drawn up in double ranks facing each other on opposite sides of the street, leaving space for the Southerners to pass between. The long blue lines were dressed and straight, the troops in hill kit, bayonets fixed, and standing at attention.... [Maine's General Joshua] Chamberlain gave a brief order and a bugle sounded. Instantly the Union line from right to left, regiment by regiment in succession, shifted from order arms to carry arms, the marching salute. Hearing the familiar snap and rattle of the muskets, [General] Gordon ... turned and ordered each Confederate brigade to march past the Union troops at carry arms, honor answering honor, a soldier's mutual salutation and farewell.
--Jean Edward Smith, Grant, 2001
[N]ow the talk is truly between Eve and Eve. Begone, Adam, you are not wanted here. Ricardo Reis, reading, not reading, came across a fishwife on the page, capitalized, O Fishwife, pass, I beseech you pass, flower of the race. Lord do not forgive them, for they know exactly what they are doing.
The Year of the Death of Ricardo Reis, 1986
Absolute virtue is impossible and the republic of forgiveness leads, with implacable logic, to the republic of the guillotine.
--Albert Camus, The Rebel, 1951
Behavioral data showed that both the perpetrator's dishonesty and the seriousness of the scenario decreased the subjects' willingness to forgive ... findings suggest that the ventro-medial prefrontal cortex...