I can forgive, but I cannot forget, is only another way of saying, I will not forgive. Forgiveness ought to be like a cancelled note - torn in two, and burned up, so that it never can be shown against one.
Henry Ward Beecher, Edna Dean Proctor (1860). “Life Thoughts: Gathered from the Extemporaneous Discourses of Henry Ward Beecher”, p.108