Love does not become provoked or keep account of the injury. It rejoices with the truth, not over unrighteousness.
وَٱلْمَحَبَّةُ تَصْبِرُ عَلَى كُلِّ شَيْءٍ ،‏ وَتُصَدِّقُ كُلَّ شَيْءٍ ،‏ وَتَرْجُو كُلَّ شَيْءٍ ،‏ وَتَحْتَمِلُ كُلَّ شَيْءٍ .‏