Quotes About Guilt

Sunday, there's not a lot of structure. I might spend an hour thinking about why I don't exercise, and feeling very guilty about not exercising. I tried running, over 10 years ago. It didn't really take.

I am a house gutted by fire where only the guilty sometimes sleep before the punishment that devours them hounds them out in the open.

Aufklärung heißt nichts anderes, als die Unschuld messen mit dem Maaße der Schuld!

Psychiatry, in fact, is wrestling with the ramifications of a drug that removes guilt and remorse. What kind of a world will we have when a rapist can take a morning-after pill?

Mr. Montag, you are looking at a coward. I saw the way things were going a long time back. I said nothing. I am one of the innocents who could have spoken up and out when no one would listen to the 'guilty,' but I did not speak and thus became guilty myself.

Mr. Montag, you are looking at a coward. I saw the way things were going, a long time back. I said nothing. I'm one of the innocents who could have spoken up and out when no one would listen to the 'guilty,' but I did not speak and thus became guilty myself. And when finally they set the structure to burn the books, using the firemen, I grunted a few times and subsided, for there were no others grunting or yelling with me, by then. Now, it's too late.

Mr. Montag, you are looking at a coward. I saw the way things were going, a long time back. I said nothing. I'm one of the innocents who could have spoken up and out when no one would listen to thèguilty,' but I did not speak and thus became guilty myself.

We salt our lives with other people's sins.

The men were making too much noise, laughing, joking, to cover her terrible accusing silence below. She made the empty rooms roar with accusation and shake down a fine dust go guilt that was sucked in their nostrils as they plunged about.

Sometimes the man who looks happiest in town, with the biggest smile, is the one carrying the biggest load of sin.

I saw the way things were going, a long time back. I said nothing. I'm one of the innocents who could have spoken up and out when no one would listen to the 'guilty', but I did not speak and thus became guilty myself.

It shocked me to see Mrs.Phelps cry. Maybe they're right, maybe it's best not to face things, to run have fun. I don't know. I feel guilty— No, you mustn't! If there were no war, if there was peace in the world, I'd say fine, have fun! But, Montag, you mustn't go back to being just a fireman. All isn't well with the world.

Sou um dos inocentes que poderiam ter elevado a voz quando ninguém atentava para os culpados, mas não falei e, com isso, eu mesmo me tornei um dos culpados.

We salt our lives with other people's sins.

She made empty rooms roar with accusation and shake down a fine dust of guilt that was sucked in their nostrils as they plunged about.

Señor Montag, está usted ante un cobarde. Vi el camino que tomaban las cosas, hace tiempo. No dije nada. Soy un inocente que pudo haber hablado cuando nadie quería escuchar al «culpable»; pero no hablé, y me convertí así en otro culpable más. Y cuando al fin organizaron la quema de libros, con la ayuda de los bomberos, lancé unos gruñidos y callé. No había otros que gruñesen o gritasen conmigo. Ahora es tarde.

Now, look, since when did you think being good meant being happy?" "Since always." "Since now learn otherwise. Sometimes the man who looks happiest in town, with the biggest smile, is the one carrying the biggest load of sin. There are smiles and smiles; learn to tell the dark variety from the light. The seal-barker, the laugh-shouter, half the time he's covering up. He's had his fun and he's guilty. And men do love sin

Brutus and Cassius howl in Hell together

Youth that is fresh enough to believe in guilt, in innocence, and in itself, will always doubt whether it have not perchance deserved its fate.

And obstructing justice, which is another felony.

In the morning he stepped from his tent looking haggard, fearful and guilt-ridden, an eaten shell of a human building rocking perilously on the brink of collapse.

Who could conceive back then the enormity of Saul's brooding hatred for me or comprehend the threatening paradox that the more I accomplished to gratify him, the greater would grow the jealousy and wrath he felt toward me? I know I was hurt when I saw him so angry with me that first time, and I was flustered in a queer and guilt-ridden way each time I found him so thereafter.

You know, that might be the answer—to act boastfully about something we ought to be ashamed of. That's a trick that never seems to fail.

Clevinger was guilty, of course, or he would not have been accused, and since the only way to prove it was to find him guilty, it was their patriotic duty to do so.