Quotes About Remorse

that it's easy enough to shoot a man. But there's absolutely no way to unshoot one.

I'd killed one guy and blinded another. Now I'd have to confront my feelings. But I didn't feel much at all. Nothing, in fact. No guilt, no remorse. None at all. I felt like I'd chased two roaches around that bathroom and stomped on them. But at least a roach is a rational, reasonable, evolved sort of a creature. Those Aryans in that bathroom had been worse than vermin.

The Nazis took bullies and bums and made them heroes. In exchange, the bums gave absolute obedience. There was no qualm or remorse or inner conflicts of conscience when Schreiker was asked to destroy a synagogue or murder

I have offended God and mankind because my work didn't reach the quality it should have.

I shall be punished for it now, I suppose, by being drowned in my own tears!

Beneath the skin, there is fear. Pain. Remorse. Yearning. Desire. A fierce longing for power. All of this. We are joined. It is as if we live in the center of a great storm. Around us the world of the realms revolves like a giant kaleidoscope, images refracted again and again. So many worlds! So much to know.

Now listen: if the fires badly, don't you dare come back and haunt me.

I'm too old to recover, too narrow to forgive myself.

That's a central life question, don't you think? Do you regret the things you did, or the things never done?

The more cruel the wrong that men commit against an individual or a people, the deeper their hatred and contempt for their victim. Conceit and false pride on the part of a nation prevent the rise of remorse for its crime.

Two hours. One hundred and twenty minutes. Anything might be done in that time. Anything. Nothing. Oh, he had had hundreds of hours, and what had he done with them? Wasted them, spilt the precious minutes as though his reservoir were inexhaustible.

Chronic remorse, as all the moralists are agreed, is a most undesirable sentiment. If you have behaved badly, repent, make what amends you can and address yourself to the task of behaving better next time. On no account brood over your wrong-doing. Rolling in the muck is not the best way of getting clean.

El remordimiento crónico, y en ello están acordes todos los moralistas, es un sentimiento sumamente indeseable. Si has obrado mal, arrepiéntete, enmienda tus yerros en lo posible y encamina tus esfuerzos a la tarea de comportarte mejor la próxima vez. Pero en ningún caso debes entregarte a una morosa meditación sobre tus faltas. Revolcarse en el fango no es la mejor manera de limpiarse.

Grief and remorse, compassion and duty - all were forgotten now and, as it were, absorbed into an intense overpowering hatred of these less than human monsters. 'Don't you even understand what manhood and freedom are?' Rage was making him fluent; the words came easily, in a rush. 'Don't you?' he repeated, but got no answer to his question.

Chronic remorse, as all the moralists agreed, is a most undesirable sentiment. If you have behaved badly, repent, make what amends you can and address yourself to the task of behaving better next time. On no account brood over your wrongdoing. Rolling in the muck is not the best way of getting clean.

And so, resisting the temptation to wallow in artistic remorse, I prefer to leave both well and ill alone and to think about something else.

es inútil seguir luchando más tiempo; da igual que me salte la tapa de los sesos, todo está terminado. - Es la última tontería que hay que hacer - dijo Athos -, dado que es la única que no tiene remedio.

The paths of which you were just speaking have been traced by all young men of ardent imaginations. Besides the pleasure there is always remorse, from the indulgence of our passions; and after all, what have you men to fear from all this; the world excuses, and notoriety ennobles you?

It was curious how some people had a highly developed sense of guilt, she thought, while others had none. Some people would agonise over minor slips or mistakes on their part, while others would feel quite unmoved by their own gross acts of betrayal or dishonesty.

Distant wrongs, she thought: an interesting issue in moral philosophy. Do past wrongs seem less wrong to us simply because they are less vivid?

The trouble with having a conscience, she said to herself, is that it never sleeps.

people are very slow to say sorry. I

If only' repeated again and again in her head like a battering ram...'if only' could break your heart.

What a fool I was not to tear my heart out on the day when I resolved to avenge myself!