Quotes About Remorse

You can't get over things you did to other people as easily as the things they did to you.

You can't get over things you do to other people as easily as you get over things they do to you.

Il y a bien des façons d'être condamné à mort. Ah combien n'aurais-je pas donné à ce moment-là pour être en prison au lieu d'être ici moi crétin Pour avoir par exemple quand c'était si facile prévoyant volé quelque chose quelque part quand il en était temps encore. On ne pense à rien

Among the innumerable books on Addy's shelves was one by Ernest Hemingway in which I found these words: 'What is moral is what you feel good after. What is immoral is what you feel bad after.

Regret isn't like grief; it never lessens, just stays the same. A little hard ball in the pit of your stomach.

Então levado do remorso, usei ainda uma vez do meu velho meio das promessas espirituais e pedi que me perdoasse e salvasse a vida de minha mãe, e eu lhe rezaria dois mil padre-nossos. [...] Eram mais dois mil; aonde iam os antigos? Não paguei uns nem outros, mas saindo de almas cândidas e verdadeiras tais promessas são como a moeda fiduciária - ainda que o vendedor as não pague, valem a soma que dizem.

Conscience is just the same; it examines itself often whenever it thinks it looks good. And remorse is nothing more than the scowl of a conscience seeing its own vileness.

You know how sorry he is Nan. You must know how he'd give any of us the moon after he's been—not himself." "It's too high a price to pay for the moon

Good God, if our civilization were to sober up for a couple of days, it'd die of remorse on the third—

J'ai été bon quelquefois. Je ne m'en félicite pas. J'ai été mé- chant souvent; je ne m'en repens pas," writes Gauguin.

What did he think? That time moved forward? No, for the good times it slipped out of your hands like water, but when things went wrong time stopped. It stopped and stared at you and never took its eyes away from what you'd done. I hope they hurt you in there. If you come looking for Susan, you will be sorry.

If conscience is to do its work and the contrite heart is to feel its proper remorse, it is necessary for each individual to confess his sin by name. The confession must be intensely personal. In a meeting of ministers, probably no single sin should be acknowledged with deeper shame than the sin of prayerlessness. Each one of us needs to confess that we are guilty of this.

What have I done? If I have killed my beloved lord, I will never forgive myself! And if he lives — neither will he!

Voltage crossed the distance between Sheila and Webster. A current composed of anger and remorse and something else-the last flicker of attraction

Looking back, it was the thing in his life that shamed him the most: the times he was purposefully, calculatingly mean to Alice. It was those moments, and there had been many of them, that indicated to him that he was not a good person. He got mad at her for many things, but it was always really for the same thing: that she possessed his love and he couldn't seem to get it back. She didn't deserve it, which was to say she deserved better

Integrity consists of many things, but it generally requires us to avoid behavior that readily leads to shame or remorse. The ethical terrain here extends well beyond the question of honesty—but to truly have integrity, we must not feel the need to lie about our personal lives. To lie is to erect a boundary between the truth we are living and the perception others have of us.

When I survey my past life, I discover nothing but a barren waste of time, with disorders of the mind very near to madness.

Can sensual pleasure be the great end of an immortal spirit in this life? That pleasure cannot be lasting, and it must be followed by remorse, which is obtained either by doing injustice to, or degrading, a fellow-creature. And does not a woman, when she forfeits her honour, degrade herself, not only in the sight of the world, but in the secret thoughts of even a profligate lover, destroying her own consequence with him?

And I had done a hellish thing, And it would work 'em woe: For all averred, I had killed the bird That made the breeze to blow. Ah wretch! said they, the bird to slay, That made the breeze to blow!

The bullies who instilled that hatred were never made to account. I think they should. I think they should because he died that day, too.

Drunkenness, she had discovered

because in point of fact we would have come flying if we had known remotely how much he was suffering.

Shoulda, coulda, woulda. It's so easy in the past tense.

Apologies come in all shapes and sizes. You can give diamonds, candy, flowers, or just your deepest heartfelt sentiment.