Quotes About Confession

I feel comfortable tweeting things that I would never feel comfortable saying in a real life conversation, or even in other places on the internet.

I wish to confess my sins and I wish Christ to come into my life.

Today, I command my days by confessing that every minute will be blessed and perfect. My confession then has no other choice but to confer blessings upon my life.

the call to faithfulness is a call I can answer. Faithful to follow, faithful to confess, faithful to obey, faithful to repent, faithful to believe, faithful to pray and seek God—all these are the requirements of faithfulness. All of them are doable and are, in fact, my responsibility and my joy, having been the unexpected recipient of so great a mercy.

Let it all out. Let's hear the litany of my sins. I'm a terrible girl. I'm irresponsible. I'm a disgrace to the royal house of Araluen.

Trouble me not, friar, I have confessed my sins to God, and obtained absolution through the merits of Jesus Christ.

I'm shy in person - so afraid to confess my love - I need a go-between - our mutual friend, the Moon...

telling doesn't help me - it helps you. As Wilde says, It is the confession, not the priest, that gives absolution...

you merely look at me and I want to confess, but don't - I've buried my heart under the floor boards, but you always dig it up...

to know an other's interior life you are his confessor or a writer - the one is admitted freely, the other intrudes by discerning of spirits

There are false prophets today who have abandoned traditional values for the message of political correctness. Their message and motive is to make people feel good without being good, to master the ritual without achieving righteousness, and to conform to their sin without confessing their sin.

From your confessor, lawyer and physician, hide not your case on no condition.

I'm a killer, not a thief.

I didn't confess how wrecked I was. Let them keep thinking I was Superwoman if they wanted. I knew the truth.

Telling the truth when you've done something wrong is the most terrifying thing in the world.

I am ashamed of my long letters to you, but I am such a murderer of language that I have to use it all to tell anything.

Pussycat. Isn't it time thou didst admit where thou dost belong?

Michelangelo Osiris Leary Kusanagi-Jones, Liar, was going to have to tell someone the truth.

When we don't understand and don't agree with the way life has gone, we are to bow before God and once again confess that we can't understand His wisdom. In faith, we are to accept His wisdom, His Word, and His workings, trusting in Him and obeying His commands.

My name is Danielle. I'm eighteen. I've been stealing things for as long as I can remember.

I-I don't usually go around throwing rocks at people's windows. Or saying that I've wanted to kiss you since your first day at work, when you wanted to know why we had three codes for fish sandwiches when we only sold one kind.

There was an old African proverb Dottie had read one day that said, "After a man eats, he becomes shy." And Dottie thought of that now with Shelly. Shelly was like the man in the proverb; having satisfied her needs, she was ashamed. She had confided more than she had wanted to, and now Dottie was somehow to blame.

Of course Your Excellency will deny this story," Hale blurted out. Zimmermann turned to him. "I cannot deny it," he replied glumly; "it is true."23

I speak my own sins; I cannot judge another. I have no tongue for it.