Quotes About Remorse

The terrors that had assailed me whenever Mrs. Joe had gone near the pantry, or out of the room, were only to be equalled by the remorse with which my mind dwelt on what my hands had done.

No rest, no peace. Incessant torture of remorse.

me era imposible mirarla sin sentir compasión, pues advertía que estaba muy castigada al haberse convertido en una ruina, por no tener ningún lugar en la tierra en que había nacido; por la vanidad del dolor, que había sido su principal manía, como la vanidad de la penitencia, del remordimiento y de la indignidad, así como otras monstruosas vanidades que han sido otras tantas maldiciones en este mundo.

If he was only sorry, he wouldn't look at me as he does. I am only sorry, and it makes me feel kinder.

For again Scrooge saw himself. He was older now, a man in the prime of life. His face had not the harsh and rigid lines of later years, but it had begun to wear the signs of care and avarice. There was an eager, greedy, restless motion in the eye, which showed the passion that had taken root, and where the shadow of the growing tree would fall. He was not alone, but sat

En muchos individuos el remordimiento está arraigado en el hecho de que no tuvieron valor, fortaleza, vitalidad, resolución, y lo más importante, no confiaron en que Dios les daría el valor, la fortaleza, la vitalidad y la resolución que necesitaban.

He tried to name which of the deadly seven might apply, and when he failed he decided to append an eighth, regret.

There is no Scorpion like a guilty mind— No sting so terrible as he must bear Whose conscience still reproves.

Of course!" he said foolishly. "Then I wish I had come sooner. I wish I had never gone—from you!" "Oh, Father, do you really? How many times I have wished that!" The blue eyes were full of wistful eagerness now. It had meant a great deal to her! Why had it? Was that her mother looking at him through her eyes? Was he going stark-staring crazy? It was Alice's look. Alice was looking through those eyes of her daughter as one might look through a window!

The IRS received the following note: "Gentlemen: Enclosed you will find a check for $150. I cheated on my income tax return last year and have not been able to sleep ever since. If I still have trouble sleeping I will send you the rest.

But he did show remorse," Travers said. "The posing of the bodies." "I don't think so. Remorseful killers usually cover the faces." "But not always." "But not always," Jade agreed. "I just don't think it fits. I think the positioning of the bodies mocks what he perceives to be the parents' hypocrisy. He left them as he sees them: blind to the truth, but going through the motions as if everything's all right.

Why must conversions always come so late? Why do people apologize to corpses?

Night has become painful for me. It brings to light the regrets of the day.

In a Chicago cafe the other night, an elderly man passed a table. "There goes George," observed an onlooker. "When he was young, he was a handsome guy and had many companies. Left a wife and two kids to starve, and ran off with another woman. And now look at him. Old, broke and very sad." "That's the way-it-goes," nodded Elly Kleinman. "Time wounds all heels.

les folies que l'on regrette le plus sont celles que l'on pas commises quand on en avait l'occasion

You should have killed me by the river

They will never forgive us for this Somewhere Else.

Careless words you can't have back. Have a way of leaving a bitter taste on your tongue.

For healing, things have to be sacrificed at times and separation or loss might always be heartbreak and leave scars of remorse or regret.

They used to drive a stake of wood through his heart in the grave. As if it wasn't broken already. Yet sometimes they repent too late. Ulysses

The sad quiet grey-blue glow of the dying day came through the window and the open door, covering over and allaying quietly a sudden instinct of remorse in Stephen's heart.

Agenbite of Inwit

O, you poor fellow! Out there in the rain all that time! I forgot that.

The sad quiet greyblue glow of the dying day came through the window and the open door, covering over and allaying quietly a sudden instinct of remorse in Stephen's heart. All that had been denied them had been freely given to him, the eldest: but the quiet glow of evening showed him in their faces no sign of rancour.