Quotes About Remorse

She peered up at the red spatter on the ceiling—as though she needed reminders—and lifted a hand to her forehead, pressing a finger against the scar. "You can't even please yourself;

we are bound tightly by our past actions, the effects of which are inescapable.

She bent her chin to her chest. She mumbled something I did not catch. It sounded like, "Shame on us all for not having stopped it.

Everything which happened before my meeting her was a premonition; everything I did after I killed her was an apology; not for killing her, but for the lie that was my life.

Among civilian whites in general, reactions wound more softly in the same coil: a stab of sympathy and generalized remorse, followed quickly by resentment of exaggerated accusations and then a growing sense of innocence.

There's a weird fact that if you dropped a penny off the Empire State Building in New York City, you'd kill someone. I feel really bad, 'cause I dropped a nickel off it once.

Now stand in the corner, and think about what you've done!

Nothing erases the past. There is repentance, there is atonement, and there is forgiveness. That is all, but that is enough.

And as he stood there outside the bedroom door, he could hear her sobbing, on the floor paralyzed with shame, exactly the same as he had been when it was him on the other side.

What atonement is there for blood spilt upon the earth?

I am a Gemini. We have split personalities. While at work, I am fully in it. I can be attached yet very detached. I have no feelings of remorse.

Marie Antoinette. Her last words were,"Pardon me sir. I did not mean to do it,"to a man whose foot she stepped on before she was executed by the guillotine

Killing a man should be harder than waving a length of pipe in their direction. It should take long enough for one's conscience to get in the way.

If I have said something to hurt a man once, I shall not get the better of this by saying many things to please him.

It's your one last chance," said Harry, "it's all you've got left. . . .I've seen what you'll be otherwise. . . . Be a man . . . try . . . Try for some remorse. . . .

Dr. Harris was now wishing that the late Doc Dubois had never opened his big fat mouth.

your soul is stained with the blood of the innocent, feel their pain

The Negro said, "I don't feel so good right now. Say, if I'd known that cutting your throat gave you septicaemia, I sure would have made a job of it." "Or else not done it at all," said Turner. The Negro paused for a moment in abstraction. "Well," he said at last, "that would have been another way.

I've been burdened by questions I've asked myself a thousand times since the last time we were together. Why did I do it? And would I do it again? It was I, you see, who ended it.

Savannah sometimes sounded a lot like the little voice that had taken up residence in my head but never bothered paying rent, and right now it whispered that if I felt guilty, maybe I was doing something wrong.

Naturally, everybody has certain things they wish they hadn't done in life. They wish they hadn't kicked their dog when they were ten or something.

Fear makes people do cruel things, things they'll be ashamed of later

He was going to burn in hell for this, but he'd already had a place reserved in the hottest inferno...

Everything about his relationship with Shea had gone wrong. He had inadvertently brought her over without her knowledge or consent. He had not even helped her through the difficult process. Worse, he had abused her whenever his mind fragmented. And now, to add to his long list of sins, he had viciously, joyously eliminated an enemy using her as his guide. He wasn't very good at being a husband.