Quotes About Remorse

The first and greatest punishment of the sinner is the conscience of sin.

Ah, Christ, I love you rings to the wild sky And I must think a little of the past: When I was ten I told a stinking lie That got a black boy whipped.

I knew I had done something awful. I had killed love, before I even knew the enormity of what love meant.

Forgive me... for my love -for ruining you with my love.

Barney's Dad was really bad so Barney hatched a plan when his dad said Eat your peas. Barney shouted no and ran Barney tricked his mean old dad and locked him in the cellar Barney's Mom never found out where he'd gone, Cause Barney didn't tell her. There his dad spent his life eating mice and gruel With every bite for fifty years he was sorry he'd been cruel

My father had told me when I was young that courage was not strength in the absence of fear but strength in the presence of fear, and I asked God for the courage to withstand whatever lay ahead. I felt His forgiveness wash over me, lessening my remorse.

On me donne de l'or. Beaucoup d'or. Mais je n'ai pas le droit de le dépenser. Personne ne veut rien me vendre. J'ai une maison et beaucoup d'or, mais je dois digérer la honte de tout le village. Ils me paient pour que j'aie des remords à leur place. De tout ce qu'ils font de mal ou d'impie. De tous leurs vices. De leurs crimes. De la foire aux vieux. Des bêtes torturées. Des apprentis. Et des ordures.

There were some things in life that could never be forgiven or forgotten. - Scott Harvath

I was always amazed at Cambridge how quickly people appeared to take offence at everything I said, but now I see plainly that it was not my words they hated - it was this fairy face. The dark alchemy of this face turns all my gentle human emotions into fierce fairy vices. Inside I am all despair, but this face shows only fairy scorn. My remorse becomes fairy fury and my pensiveness is turned to fairy cunning.

Oh, Mr Norrell! Such a noodle I am upon occasion!

The slime of all my yesterdays rots in the hollow of my skull.

I wondered what terrible thing it was that I had done.

Now that lilacs are in bloom She has a bowl of lilacs in her room And twists one in her fingers while she talks. Ah, my friend, you do not know, you do not know What life is, you who hold it in your hands; (slowly twisting the lilac stalks) You let it flow from you, you let it flow, And youth is cruel, and has no remorse And smiles at situations which it cannot see. I smile, of course, And go on drinking tea.

I am the old house With the noxious smell and the sorrow before morning, In which all past is present, all degradation Is unredeemable.

And last, the rending pain of re-enactment Of all that you have done, and been; the shame Of things ill done and done to others' harm Which once you took for exercise of virtue. Then fools' approval stings, and honour stains.

The guilty are always the most prone to establish complementary guilt, and the most unforgiving thereafter.

The old Confession was written by men who knew what it felt like to have done bad things: "We do earnestly repent, and are heartily sorry for these our misdoings; The remembrance of them is grievous unto us; The burden of them is intolerable." Indeed.

God made man in His own image, but man has certainly paid Him back again.

But Dad, you were a grown man, you have got to take responsibility for what you did, too! I mean, you made me eat [snotty] Kleenex, Dad! For Christ's sake, you can't do that to a little girl! You have got to say you're sorry for the stuff you did as a grown man!' 'Well,' Dad snorts, 'I musta done something right! 'Cause you never left any snot rags lying around the house again, now, did you?

I wished I could erase the message, suck the word "sorry" from the En glish language, and hack it to pieces with a rusty ax.

Y ojalá que lo que estoy escribiendo le sirbalguno para que mire bien su comportamiento y que no searrepienta cuando es tarde y ya todo se haiga ido al corno por culpa suya!

Sadness at being caught, at the incontrovertibe knowledge that she will never forgive you.

una maldita borracha

We all do shit like this, stuff that's no good for you. You do it and then there's no feeling positive about it afterwards.