Quotes About Guilt

I know I shouldn't feel guilty for being angry sometimes, or bitter" "Knowing something is beans.

I knew I'd sounded bitter, but I didn't bend even when guilt threatened to throttle me with its bony fingers. "I hope it was worth it, Mom.

Right now I feel guilty to be alive. Why? Because I'm wasting it. I've been given this life and all I do is mope it away. What's worse is, I am totally aware of how ridiculous I am. It would be a lot easier if I believed I was the center of the universe, because then I wouldn't know any better not to make a big deal out of everything. I know how small my problems are, yet that doesn't stop me from obsessing about them. I have to stop doing this.

There are only two kinds of people who do not commit any sins: Unborn human beings and dead human beings!

What a magnificent accomplishment to be able to stay alive as an innocent lamb in the land of guilty wolves!

He hated sounding guilty. Terrible things always followed.

it was black as a sinner's heart once night fell,

You said to me once that you weren't what I dreamed of. You were right. You surpass everything I dreamed of. Even the rot in you that's caused you to do shameful things. Some men let the rot and guilt fester into something ugly beyond words. Few men can turn it into worth and substance. If you're gods' blessed for no other reason, it's for that.

You blame me for this, don't you?" he says. "I don't need to. You're doing a better job.

And being that happy makes me feel guilty. Because I shouldn't be. Not while my mum is feeling the way she is. How I can dare to be happy is beyond me, and I hate my guts for it.

Guilt is the greatest monster. Remorse, a killer. But the worst are the memories. Yet sometimes, they are the only things that keep our people alive.

Guilt is a burden, so forgive yourself for the mistakes.

And being that happy makes me feel guilty. Because I shouldn't be. Not while my mum is feeling the way she is. How I can dare to be happy is beyond me, and I hate my guts for it. I hate myself so much that it makes my head spin.

When it was over, she gathered him in her arms. And told him the terrible irony of her life. That she had wanted to be dead all those years while her brother had been alive. That had been her sin. And this was her penance. Wanting to live when everyone else seemed dead.

On harvinaisempaa kuin uskoisikaan, että mies menee naimisiin Toisen naisen kanssa - edes vaimon kuoltua. Jos avioliitto on ollut hyvä, mies yhdistää Toisen naisen syyllisyydentunteisiinsa. Jos avioliitto on ollut huono, hän yhdistää Toisen naisen onnettomuuteensa. Ja ennen kaikkea - mieshän on tottunut ajattelemaan Toista naista jonkinlaisena täydentäjänä. Mieluummin hän nai jonkun, joka ei ole koskaan ollut mikään täydentäjä.

I was to experience this pain with guilt, the sin of my wrongdoing laid heavily upon me as punishment for simply being a woman, a daughter of Eve.

Nenhum governo do mundo manda mais que o medo e a culpa. O medo me fez viver, recatado e pequeno. A culpa me fez fugir de mim, desabitado de memórias.

E pergunto: por que nos ensinaram essa merda de sermos humanos? Seria melhor sermos bichos, tudo instinto. Podemos violar, morder, matar. Sem culpa, sem juízo, sem perdão. A desgraça é esta: só uns poucos aprenderam a lição da humanidade.

Irony, like sin, never rests.

My father was right. There is no client as scary as an innocent man.

If the system turns away from the abuses inflicted on the guilty, then who can be next but the innocents?

This explained to me--and I suppose, forgave me--my inability to see the face of this man, because whoever must deceive us in order to live will by necessity far exceed the skill of ordinary men, who are as much tempted by the desire to be honest as they are plagued by guilt and shame when they have broken faith.

White fragility is the belief that even the slightest pressure is seen by white folk as battering, as intolerable, and can provoke anger, fear, and, yes, even guilt. White fragility, as conceived by antiracist activist and educational theorist Robin DiAngelo, at times leads white folk to argue, to retreat into silence, or simply to exit a stressful situtation

Instead, we are two symbols in a 400-year-old battle of guilt and innocence.