Quotes About Confession

We have orders to not only maintain the confession, but to proclaim it to every part of the world, and we have the promise that Christ will be with us as we do so (Matthew 28:18-20).

Confessing my sins is not enough. Forgiveness is not enough. I need to abandon sin. I need to restore to God what I have deprived Him of —a loving response to His love. God is calling us to respond to His love with our whole being, so that He can change our hearts and make them like His: Go, and sin no more. … Love as I have loved you. … Forgive as you have been forgiven. … Be merciful as your Heavenly Father is merciful. … Be holy, for I, your God, am holy.

Literary confessors are contemptible, like beggars who exhibit their sores for money, but not so contemptible as the public that buys their books.

I have just read a long novel by Henry James. Much of it made me think of the priest condemned for a long space to confess nuns.

It was me, Dad, that hired Stone Cold back. Dad, it was me!

Dad? Um, listen. I have kind of a crazy story for you.

I can see her lying back in her faded dress in a room where do what you don't confess.

The poem is at last between two persons instead of two pages. In all modesty, I confess that it may be the death of literature as we know it.

Fifteen years ago I killed my sister.

You go to someone and you think, "I'll tell him this." But why? The impulse is that the telling is going to relieve you. And that's why you feel awful later—you've relieved yourself, and if it truly is tragic and awful, it's not better, it's worse—the exhibitionism inherent to a confession has only made the misery worse.

Puoi superare qualunque cosa, anche se la fiducia è stata tradita, se ti viene confessato. Allora diventate compagni di vita in un modo diverso, ma è sempre possibile rimanere compagni. Ma mentire... Mentire significa esercitare un meschino, spregevole controllo sull'altra persona. Significa permettere che l'altra persona agisca in base a informazioni incomplete. Lasciare, in altri termini, che si umili.

a man who admits no guilt can accept no forgiveness.

All images and sensations, if idolatrously mistaken for Joy itself, soon honestly confessed themselves inadequate. All said, in a last resort, It is not high. I am only a reminder. Look! Look! What do I remind you of? CS Lewis

I cannot know what the future will bring us," he says in a rapid undertone. "I cannot know where you will be given in marriage, nor what life might hold for me. But I can't let you go without telling you—without telling you at least once—that I love you.

counsels. "And never tell anyone that you spoke to me. And be sure that I will never confess it." "Dear

Si può credersi o dichiararsi angosciati per un motivo, ed esserlo per tutt'altro: credere di soffrire davanti al futuro, e soffrire invece per il proprio passato; credere di soffrire per gli altri, per pietà, per com-passione, e soffrire invece per motivi nostri, più o meno profondi, o meno confessabili e confessati; talvolta cosi profondi che solo lo specialista, l'analista delle anime, li sa disseppellire.

The door banged open, and Eve rushed out, flushed and mussed and still buttoning her shirt. 'It's not what you think,' she said. 'It was just—oh, okay, whatever, it was exactly what you think. Now, what ?

In this whole screwed-up town, you're the only thing that's always been right to me, he whispered. I love you, Claire. She saw something that might have been just a flash of panic go across his expression, but then he steadied again. I can't believe I'm saying this, but I do. I love you.

So what do you have to confess now? I don't know why I'm saying any of this, except that it's the truth. I'm confessing that I don't know if I'm ready for this. What is 'this'? Being open. Being hurt. Liking. Not being liked. Seeing the flicker on. Seeing the flicker off. Leaping. Falling. Crashing.

I've never kissed anyone for real, in a romantic way, before. I hadn't lied to the drag-on lady. I don't think my pillow counts. (Should I confess this to Snarl in the notebook? Full disclosure, so he had a fair chance to run? (Nah.)

This is what you Americans do all day, is it? Sit about confessing things. What a rotten influence you are!

What a man dares to do, he should dare to confess- unless he is a coward.

By all those tells, he wrote his anxiety and his guilt as clearly as if he had composed his confession on a blackboard with a stick of chalk.

need to confess anything to anyone. You go." "And why would I go?