Quotes About Blame

It is hard, I found, to be called traitor. Strange how hard it is, for it's an easy name to call another man.

I didn't say Zena pulled the trigger, but Kim's murder is still on her. She thrives on generating hate. You could spend the rest of your life talking to her enemies.

Of course not. It's all on you. I'm the fat old guy who has been here for decades, proven he's a stand-up guy, and is on his way out. I'm blameless. You're the young, attractive publicity whore who doesn't care how many careers you have to ruin, or deputies you have to kill, to get to the top." "My God, is that what people are actually saying?

Because assigning blame assigns responsibility. So I blame myself and give myself the responsibility to make it right.

You made me cry When you said goodbye Isn't that a shame My tears fell like rain Isn't that a shame You're the one to blame

Often children would rather put together some made-up reasons for tragedies and feel guilty about these made-up causalties than experience the humiliation of being victims to the world's randomness.

It's too easy to criticize a man when he's out of favour, and to make him shoulder the blame for everybody else's mistakes.

I was wrong when I said that I did not regret the past. I do regret it; I weep for that past love which can never return. Who is to blame, I do not know. Love remains, but not the old love; its place remains, but it all wasted away and has lost all strength and substance; recollections are still left, and gratitude; but...

because blaming our behavior on forces outside ourselves is a way of avoiding responsibility.

The FBI was run by arrogant assholes who took credit when cases got solved and pointed the finger when they broke bad.

repression of white ethnic groups; again, most textbooks blame the people

Do we conjure up an image of a monster at whom to direct our blame, and take a path which, while psychologically rewarding, is likely to distract from the goal of enacting change in the real world? Or do we take the second path, and look head-on at the true nature of the system, as messy and psychologically indigestible as it seems to be?

I cannot make speeches, Emma:"—he soon resumed, and in a tone of such sincere, decided, intelligible tenderness as was tolerably convincing. "If I loved you less, I might be able to talk about it more. But you know what I am. You hear nothing but truth from me. I have blamed you, and lectured you, and you have borne it as no other woman in England would have borne it.

They have both," said she, "been deceived, I dare say, in some way or other, of which we can form no idea. Interested people have perhaps misrepresented each to the other. It is, in short, impossible for us to conjecture the causes or circumstances which may have alienated them, without actual blame on either side.

To be sure—our discordancies must always arise from my being in the wrong.

I do not know the particulars, but I know very well that Mr. Darcy is not in the least to blame, that he cannot bear to hear George Wickham mentioned, and that though my brother thought that he could not well avoid including him in his invitation to the officers, he was excessively glad to find that he had taken himself out of the way.

Most of us don't realize the difference we could make. We love to shrug off our own responsibilities, to point fingers at others. Surely, we say, the pollution, waste, and other ills are not our fault. They are the fault of the industry, business, science. They are the fault of the politicians, This leads to a destructive and potentially deadly apathy.

The fact is that blaming doesn't get you anywhere. It keeps you stuck. Blaming stops you from moving on with your life.

Sometimes people choose one person in a crowd to pick at. It makes them feel better to say how there's one entirely rotten person they can blame everything on.

You deserved to get run over. And besides, I barely tapped you. The only reason you broke your leg was because you panicked and tripped over your own feet.

You deserved to get run over. And besides, I barely tapped you. The only reason you broke your leg was because you panicked and tripped over your own feet. You're lucky I didn't sue you. You're lucky I didn't put the car into reverse and back over you three or four times.

Of course it's your fault, Grandma said. You must be doing something wrong, if you know what I mean. Maybe you need to buy a book that tells you how to do it. I hear there are books out there with pictures and everything. I saw one in the store the other day. It was called A Sex Guide for Dummies.

It wasn't my fault.

Instead, I yelled at him. "You deserved to get run over. And besides, I barely tapped you. The only reason you broke your leg was because you panicked and tripped over your own feet.