My definition of forgiveness is a sigh, very like a sight of relief, on which the memory of evil is breathed out. With letting go of the memory, discontinuing the incessant replaying of pain, and feeling the unmitigated overness of the evil, the evil-doer often looks quite different: flawed, like me, a child of God, like me. Forgiven. Like me.
— Nevada Barr, Seeking Enlightenment. . . Hat by Hat