Quotes About Guilt

I do not feel guilty of any war crimes, I have only done my duty as an intelligence organ, and I refuse to serve as an ersatz for Himmler.

A thousand years will pass and the guilt of Germany will not be erased

Men with purple hearts carry silver guns and they will kill a man for what his father has done. But what my father did, I don't live it: no, I am not him.

I, John Brown, am now quite certain that the crimes of this guilty land will never be purged away but with Blood.

He could deal with his guilt all by himself. Guilt didn't add up to love, an emotion she was done with forever.

We carry on. We have ourselves and we carry on- in spite of our losses and mistakes and women, I think, have more than most. We are good secret-keepers. We can tie weights to out guilt and passions, and hatred and deceitfulness, and let them sink down, so that you'd never know they existed at all. But we know. I can count all mine.

Just as verbally and physically abused children internalize blame, so do incest victims. However, in incest, the blame is compounded by the shame. The belief that 'it's all my fault' is never more intense than with the incest victim. This belief fosters strong feelings of self-loathing and shame. In addition to having somehow to cope with the actual incest, the victim must now guard against being caught and exposed as a 'dirty, disgusting' person

and daughters who are so hopeless at doing the done thing and sticking to the rules are automatically paralyzed with guilt whenever they come within fifty yards of a mother like Margaret.

He'd already endured enough guilt in his life. Quite possibly, he'd run out of space to carry any more.

Shortly after the war's end, posters went up all over the British and American zones [in Berlin]. Under a photograph of corpses at Bergen-Belsen was printed the sentence THIS IS YOUR FAULT.

Victims suggest innocence. And innocence, by the inexorable logic that governs all relational terms, suggests guilt.

I have been telling a lot of lies lately.

But I don't know what to him about the aftermath of killing a person. About how they never leave you.

there's plenty of blame to go around.

Yes. I killed him. And buried her in flowers," I say. "And I sang her to sleep.

And it's all my fault, Gale. Because of what I did in the arena. If I had just killed myself with those berries, none of this would've happened. Peeta could have come home and lived, and everyone else would have been safe, too." "Safe to do what?" he says in a gentler tone. "Starve? Work like slaves? Send their kids to the reaping? You haven't hurt people – you've given them an opportunity. They just have to be brave enough to take it.

Yes, it's your fault I'm alive.

Just the sound of his voice twists my stomach into a knot of unpleasant emotions like guilt, sadness and fear. And longing. I might as well admit there's some of that too.

No matter what I do, I'm hurting someone." - Katniss Everdeen

I should have tried to save you," I whisper.

Yo también —reconozco, aunque no sé qué decirle sobre las consecuencias de matar a una persona, sobre cómo esa persona sigue dentro de ti para siempre.

he was killed during interrogation. Brilliant, enigmatic, lovely Cinna is dead because of me.

it means that I will never stop owing Finnick Odair. Ever. So how can I kill him in his sleep?

My mind floats like ash. I blame myself most cruelly.