Quotes About Remorse

El buen Dios no debería dejar que se pueda joder a otro sin verle llorar, sin oír sus gritos, sin sentir su dolor y cargarlo en la memoria

can't believe you just said all that, Daisy," Charley says quietly on the other end. "You just came out and straight out confessed what you did to me—with the Chucky. You admitted you were harassing and terrorizing me into having an abortion, and then you paid me to have one. How much was it again?

His conscience smote him. As smitings go, it wasn't much, his conscience being in poor fighting condition.

Ne bi se trebao služiti muÅ¡kim lukavstvima«, rekla je, stegnuta grla. »Ã… to sam to tako neoprostivo u?inila?« Natjerala si me da te želim, rekao joj je na svojem materinjem jeziku. U?inila si me klonulim duhom, usamljenim. Natjerala si me da ?eznem za onim za Å¡to sam se zakleo da nikad ne?u trebati, nikad to iskati

Erin wilde inmiddels dat ze niet zo aardig was geweest. Dat krijg je ervan; je werd meteen gestraft.

She's drunk dialing contractors. Someone should stop her.

She wished now she'd brought that vibrator as a flashlight instead of leaving it on the couch.

What do you do to make up for failing everyone in your life? How do you make it right? How do you apologize for hideous things you never intended to happen?

I wanted to kick myself. Somewhere out there was a village I'd deprived of its idiot.

They say screwy things, make odd choices which, in retrospect, they feel amazingly foolish for making.

You've got to talk to someone. It doesn't have to be me or here, but you've got to do it. There's no shame in feeling bad about killing someone, not for any reason.

After dinner the Texan invited Cochran to accompany him to a whorehouse but he declined saying he'd feed, walk and water the horse. 'Strikes me you had a big day and some poontang might ease your mind.' 'Nope. Killed a man I hated today and I don't want to mix my pleasures. I want to lay in bed and think how good it felt.' The Texan nodded and lit a cigar. He was no man's fool.

If the dead were truly to come back, what would they come back knowing? Could we face them? We who allowed them to die?

If the dead were truly to come back, what would they come back knowing? Could we face them? We who allowed them to die? The clear light of day tells me that I did not allow John to die, that I did not have that power, but do I believe that? Does he?

But people often wanted payment for what they only wished they'd done.

You can't undo something that's happened; you can't take back a word that's already been said out loud.

2, 4, 6, 8, sorry that this birthday cheer is late!

One lives with so many bad deeds on one's conscience and some good intentions in one's heart.

It takes alot for me to say I'm sorry

Im sorry I ever tried...

Im sorry for everyone ive ever hurt, I know how it feels to be hurt and I'm truly sorry.

Noam did kill Brennan. He shot his head open like a rotten fruit. He abandoned Dara to the quarantined zone. He let—his own mother killed herself to get away from him. And who could blame her?

Noam knew it was already too late to repair his mistakes. Whatever he and Dara had was broken now. And it was no one's fault but his own.

Forgive the person who confesses his fault because it is already half redressed.