Quotes About Guilt

When in doubt, eat donuts.

When folks get rich all of a sudden it makes them feel sort of guilty to be around folks who've stayed poor.

Any morsel that wasn't low-calorie was "sinful," "naughty," "gobble gobble gobble," "heavy sinning," or "a cruel but devastating lover." Just

That disapproving look was back in her eyes. Her teacher face. The one that could make you squirm from ten paces, even if you were innocent. And I hadn't been innocent for years.

I'm sorry I have issues with my boyfriend doing other men. I'm sorry I have issues with me doing other men. Why was I always being made to feel guilty because I wasn't having sex with more people? Wasn't it supposed to be the other way around?

I made myself say the name, at least in my own head. My therapist said I felt guilty about his death. Damn straight I did.

The law says innocent until proven guilty, but the truth is, if you see enough pain and death, it's guilty until proven innocent.

creeping dread that comes when you know you've been in the wrong and have no idea how to make it right again, because you weren't aware of having done anything wrong in the first place.

Strange, that the thought of him still evoked such bitterness in her. She had thought death would have conquered that, transmuting bitterness to grief and recriminations to guilt. For a time it had. But like an alchemist's experiments, the transformation had proved illusory.

I am so sorry. I wish you knew even one tenth of one percent of how sorry I am. ...It was my fault. Can I kill myself here, or should I do it outside, so the mess on your carpet doesn't upset your mother?

I want to confess everything, hand over the guilt and mistake and anger to someone else.

I know my head isn't screwed on straight. I want to leave, transfer, warp myself to another galaxy. I want to confess everything, hand over the guilt and mistake and anger to someone else. There is a beast in my gut, I can hear it scraping away at the inside of my ribs. Even if I dump the memory, it will stay with me, staining me.

When Heather sees what I have done, she bursts into tears again, sobbing that it isn't my fault. My stomach is killing me. Her room isn't big enough for this much emotion. I leave without saying goodbye.

Cain said he wasn't Abel's keeper. Are those our only choices, keeper or killer?

La culpa se apresura siempre hacia su complemento, el castigo, y sólo allí encuentra satisfacción.

Guilt always hurries towards its complement, punishment: only there does its satisfaction lie.

Sadness is a state of sin.

I am not innocent. Innocence is a science of the sublime. And I am only at the very beginning of the apprenticeship.

How awful is that hour when con, science stings.

Guilt ripped into her like a rusty, serrated knife. It took up residence in her soul, settling in and getting comfortable so it could saw away ragged pieces of flesh and leave her to bleed.

In any free society where terrible wrongs exist, some are guilty - all are responsible.

Whoever commits a fraud is guilty not only of the particular injury to him who he deceives, but of the diminution of that confidence which constitutes not only the ease but the existence of society.

Next morning I crept up to my room, the bitter flavour of disgust and shame in my mouth. Now that the warmth of her body no longer troubled my senses I felt the glaring reality, the repulsive nature of my betrayal. I knew at once that I would never again be able to look him in the face, never again take his hand--I had robbed myself, not him, of what meant most to me.

One deed of an individual may decide the fate of the world. "If he performs one good deed, blessed is he for he moves the scale both for himself and for the entire world to the side of merit; if he commits one transgression, woe to him for he moves to the side of guilt himself and the whole world.