Quotes About Conscience

He is on the precipice of cheating, maybe, which in itself is a kind of thrill for him, and yet, if he thinks about it too much he knows it is the same thing. On the precipice or over the precipice, once you're there, you're there.

Sometimes complex and difficult moral choices are decided less by reason and by right than by sentiment. Perhaps such decisions are paving stones on the road to Hell; if so, my route is well paved, and the welcoming committee all ready knows my name.

If allowed to be, the heart is self-policing, and a reasonable measure of guilt guards against corruption.

Talvez o sentimento do mal tivesse ficado anestesiado, confundido com costumes e ordens sociais

You can feel bad... I mean, that's not illegal.

I do not turn to history to draw from it an easy lesson of hope, but to confront my experience with that of others, to acquire something I might call universal compassion, and also a sense of responsibility, responsibility for the state of my conscience.

I don't think you can be good in life without acknowledging the part of you that isn't good.

If it doesn't seem nice, appropriate, or right, don't do it.

I have never done anything in my life that my mother would not have approved of or been proud of.

I never did anything I'm really ashamed of.

I haven't done anything that I'm ashamed of.

Journalism, so far from being in the hands of a priesthood, came to be first a party weapon, and then a commercial speculation, carried on without conscience or scruple, like other commercial speculations. Every newspaper, as Blondet says, is a shop to which people come for opinions of the right shade. If there were a paper for hunchbacks, it would set forth plainly, morning and evening, in its columns, the beauty, the utility, and necessity of deformity.

Conscience, my dear fellow, is a stick which every one takes up to beat his neighbor and not for application to his own back.

Modesty is the conscience of the body.

A bad conscience makes a very good ghost.

Guilt is the very nerve of sorrow

I fear no bad angel, and have offended no good one.

Without this, nothing else will profit. Not orthodoxy, or learning, or eloquence, or power of argument, or zeal, or fervor will accomplish anything without this. This is what gives power to our words and persuasiveness to our arguments, making them as either the balm of Gilead to the wounded spirit or sharp arrows of the mighty to the conscience of the stouthearted rebel.

All quiet at the Tilden. Except for the obese wife of a wealthy industrialist, the furtive face of a raw food quack and the memory of a silk-shirted hoodlum tossing a bill on the carpet for you to crawl and fetch. All quiet except for the tortured face of a grey-eyed, ash-blonde lovely with a showgirl's body and a conscience heavier than a carload of sins. Mouth, a slash of red; eyes that pleaded for pity, understanding. And lips that told nothing…

Once I slew a man, and never do I wish to slay a man again, for it is bitter for the soul to think thereon.

There is no flag large enough to cover the shame of killing innocent people.

One important theme is the extent to which one can ever correct an error, especially outside any frame of religious forgiveness. All of us have done something we regret - how we manage to remove that from our conscience, or whether that's even possible, interested me.

It's all just policy to you, isn't it?" Rebus said. "No right and wrong, legal and illegal, no fair and corrupt … just politics." "Listen to yourself, man," Sir Iain Hunter spat. "What are you, some Old Testament prophet? Who gives you the right to hold the scales?" He dug the tip of his umbrella into the ground

Burning and torture here lasts but a little while, but if I die with a lie on my soul, I shall be tortured forever. I am innocent.