Quotes About Confession

Now Sunny, don't get mad, but …" Rayne begins, her voice trembling. I shoot her an angry glare. "But WHAT, Rayne?" "I, uh, think you've accidentally been turned into a vampire.

Hi, my name is Sunny and I'm a bloodoholic.

The power of a confession is such that judges and juries will take the word of the accused as gospel—even in the face of evidence that clearly proves that they are lying.

spoken confession releases us into forgiveness. Speaking enacts the attitude of repentance that is the precondition of healing and restoration. Like the naming of God's attributes and promises in praise, the particularity and specificity of what is named accounts for much of the psychological efficacy of confession.

I'm a confession that is waiting to be heard

The government in Rome with its legal forms demanded the truth. The priest in the confessional box commanded the truth under pain of everlasting hell. But truth was a source of power, a lever of control, why should anyone give it away?

Aunque dicen que sólo los imbéciles son felices, confieso que me sentía feliz.

Por lo menos, confiesa que te he dado tema para una novela. ¿No, niño bueno?

Quería de veras un consejo, piensa, sabía que estabas enamorado de ella y quería saber si te atreverías a decírselo? Qué habría dicho si yo, piensa, qué habría yo si ella. Piensa: ay, Zavalita.

The most damnable thing had happened," he said suddenly in his light husky voice without looking at her. "I have fallen in love with you and I don't know what to do about it.

Concert pianists get to be quite chummy with dead composers. They can't help it. Classical music isn't just music . It's a personal diary. An uncensored confession in the dead of night. A baring of the soul. Take a modern example. Florence and the Machine? In the song 'Cosmic Love,' she catalogs the way in which the world has gone dark, distorting her, when she, a rather intense young woman, was left bereft by a love affair. 'The stars, the moon, they have all been blown out.

Discipling in the gospel means that sometimes you lead the way in confessing weakness or sin. By doing so, you demonstrate what it looks like not to find your justification in yourself, but in Christ. And so you live transparently and honestly.

We believe that the local church is a community of regenerated believers who confess Jesus Christ as Lord, and that the universal church is all of God's people in all times and places.

CHAPTER LV 'I HAVE TOLD HIM EVERYTHING

Cease, daughter! said the priest at last in a trembling voice. I cannot grant absolution, no priest could...

The man might have died in a fit; but then the jewels are missing, mused the Inspector, Ha! I have a theory. These flashes come upon me at times... What do you think of this, Holmes? Sholto was, on his own confession, with his brother last night. The brother died in a fit, on which Sholto walked off the treasure! How's that? On which the dead man very considerately got up and locked the door on the inside, said Holmes.

You know, Watson, I don't mind confessing to you that I have always had an idea that I would have made a highly efficient criminal.

What do you think of this, Holmes? Sholto was, on his own confession, with his brother last night. The brother died in a fit, on which Sholto walked off with the treasure? How's that? On which the dead man very considerately got up and locked the door on the inside.

Now, Watson, confess yourself utterly taken aback," said he. "I am." "I ought to make you sign a paper to that effect." "Why?" "Because in five minutes you will say that it is all so absurdly simple.

What have you to confess now? It's just as well for two fellows to know the worst of one another before they begin to live together.

Perhaps the hopes I have confessed to are of an illusory nature, too. But I hold fast to one distinction. Apart from the fact that no penalty is imposed for not sharing them, my illusions are not, like religious ones, incapable of correction.

Don't you remember, my sister, when the Devil tried to tempt Saint Martin? Then the Fiend asked Saint Martin whether he dared believe it when he promised God's mercy to all the sinners whose confessions he heard. And the bishop answered, 'Even to you I promise God's forgiveness at the very instant you ask for it—if only you will give up your pride and believe that His love is greater than your hatred.

It's a sin to brood over and dwell on the sins we have confessed to the priest and repented before God, reviving his forgiveness through the hand and the words of the priest.

I am a liar!