Quotes About Guilt

the tears of the innocent are heavier than the guilty, but in the end they are still just tears

Nothing says you're sorry like a dead bunny.

I think the key to happiness is allowing ourselves to not feel bad or guilty for feeling it, and letting it be contagious. And to not be dependent on other people to create your own happiness.

You could have saved her," he said, and I realized that he had started crying, crying being that thing you do when you haven't done enough and you're afraid it's too late to start.

You cannot be "guilty" of bad parental behavior if you had no awareness or understanding of the implications of that behavior on your child's development.

Standing in the deep, black well of his guilt David looked up and saw stars of God's grace that those who stand in the noonday sunlight of self-righteousness never see.

In the 17th century, the French statesman Cardinal Richelieu famously said, "Show me six lines written by the most honest man in the world, and I will find enough therein to hang him." Lavrentiy Beria, head of Joseph Stalin's secret police in the old Soviet Union, declared, "Show me the man, and I'll show you the crime." Both were saying the same thing: if you have enough data about someone, you can find sufficient evidence to find him guilty of something.

How much sinning could you actually have done at a second-grade level?

There is nothing more effective than guilt to get people to obey God's standards, and nothing less efficacious in sanctifying them to God.

Guilt should drive us to the cross, but grace must lead us from it.

The most powerful human motivation is love. Guilt is not stronger. Fear is not stronger. Gain is not stronger.

We have a system of justice in [the US] that treats you much better if you're rich and guilty than if you're poor and innocent. Wealth, not culpability, shapes outcomes.

as intense heat and cold, though unlike, produce like sensations, so innocence and guilt, when, through casual association with mental pain, stamping any visible impress, use one seal- a hacked one.

But when a man suspects any wrong, it sometimes happens that if he be already involved in the matter, he insensibly strives to cover up his suspicions even from himself. And much this way it was with me.

we found ourselves launched into this tormented sea, where guilty beings transformed into those fowls and these fish, seemed condemned to swim on everlastingly without any haven in store, or beat that black air without any horizon.

But when a man suspects any wrong, it sometimes happens that if he be already involved in the matter, he insensibly strives to cover up his suspicions even from himself. And much this way it was with me. I said nothing, and tried to think nothing.

La conciencia representa la herida cuya hemorragia nada puede contener.

wife?—rather a widow with her husband alive! Aye, I widowed that poor girl when I married her

a face which would have been a very fine one but for its haggardness. Whether this haggardness had aught to do with criminality, could not be determined; since, as intense heat and cold, though unlike, produce like sensations, so innocence and guilt, when, through casual association with mental pain, stamping any visible impress, use one seal--a hacked one.

Perverse mankind! whose wills, created free, Charge all their woes on absolute degree; All to the dooming gods their guilt translate, And follies are miscall'd the crimes of fate.

When we feel like kicking ourselves around the block or curling up and disappearing, our condemnation comes from inner-judges like guilt and shame. What's a good deal harder to realize is that behind the scenes our inner-judges sicken us and dumb us down quite literally. If they sense we're a drag on the collective intelligence, inner-judges downshift our immune system and neurochemically cloud our ability to perceive.

Jesus Creeping God! Is there a priest in this tavern? I want to confess! I'm a fucking sinner! Venal, mortal, carnal, major, minor - however you want to call it, Lord... I'm guilty.

Which is not really a hell of a lot to ask, Lord, because the final incredible truth is that I am not guilty. All I did was take your gibberish seriously... and you see where it got me? My primitive Christian instincts have made me a criminal.

The ugly truth is that Wallace had never even bothered to understand the problems—much less come up with any honest solutions—but "the Fighting Little Judge" has never lost much sleep from guilt feelings about his personal credibility gap. Southern politicians are not made that way. Successful con men are treated with considerable respect in the South. A