Quotes About Remorse

That was what murder was-as easy as that! But afterwards you went on remembering...

Yes; you see, having committed a murder, puts you in a position of great loneliness. You'd like to tell somebody all about it — and you never can. And that makes you want to all the more. And so — if you can't talk about how you did it, you can at least talk about the murder itself — discuss it, advanced theories — go over it. - Old Man Charles

Saber que uno ha hecho un mal irreversible a otro ser humano es la carga más pesada que puede tener nadie que soportar».

Günah?n seni daima izler bunu unutma.

One little soldier boy left all alone; He went and hanged himself And then there were None. Frank Green, 1869

Nightly you retrace your steps again to return to the scene of the crime. It's uncanny how you hover in the air of the wreckage that you left behind.

The relative who had said "What are you doing?" when I was paralyzed at the sight of my brother's corpse had not been able to intimidate me, but I could not forgive myself for what I had said to my mother. And how terrible the results had been for my brother. What a fool I am!

We've all been there, that deserted island called regret.

To apologize for what you most wanted to do, to concede that it was obnoxious, boring, 'vulgar and unsafe' --- that was the worst thing.

What broke in a man when he could bring himself to kill another? What broke when he could bring himself to thrust down the knife into the warm flesh, to bring down the axe on the living head, to cleave down between the seeing eyes, to shoot the gun that would drive death into the beating heart?

The first time I got locked up, I was in Walmart stealing BB guns.

I regret a couple of wardrobe decisions.

Repentant tears wash out the stain of guilt.

I promise you that the time will come, if you have tattoos, that you will regret your actions. They cannot be washed off. They are permanent. Only by an expensive and painful process can they be removed. If you are tattooed, then probably for the remainder of your life you will carry it with you.

What's done cannot be undone.

How could he forgive her if he didn't know she'd wronged him? How could she assuage her guilt without his forgiveness?

Shame-shame.

For, as Andre-Louis so truly says, there is no worse hell than that provided by the regrets for wasted opportunities.

I, too late,Under her solemn fillet saw the scorn.

Life isn't like the movies. People don't change overnight. people don't go from arrogant and self-righteous to ashamed and remorseful. They don't suddenly give in when they've spent years taking out. No doesn't magically become a Yes.

Yes, Baby...I've been drinkin'...I shouldn't come by I know...but I found myself in trouble, darlin'...and I have no place else to go. Honey I'm guilty..yes I'm guilty...and I'll be guilty for the rest of my life. How come I never do, what I'm supposed to do. Nothin' I try to do ever turns out right. You know how it is with me baby, I just can't stand myself...it takes a whole lotta medicine, darlin'...for me to pretend that I'm somebody else.

Proper apologies have three parts: 1) What I did was wrong. 2) I feel badly that I hurt you. 3) How do I make this better?

I've done a prideful thing, a thing more sinful than she ever done to me. I took the bottom out of her life.

A man without a memory is only capable of doing evil, nothing else but evil.