There are moments in which one’s freedom resides solely in the power to turn his or her other cheek.

There are moments when turning the other cheek is the only possibility of turning anything at all.

There are moments when the other cheek is the only thing that one has power to turn.

The turning of a cheek—by someone, somewhere, in some measure—is the only possible way by which peace begins to supplant violence.

The turning of the world is commenced with the turning of a single cheek.

The option of turning the other cheek can never be mandated, for anyone. It cannot come into being except by the free choice of the one who offers to do so. It can never be imposed, as an obligation, upon someone else. It can only be undertaken, voluntarily, by oneself. It requires incredible courage and strength to do so.