Quotes About Shame

Honestly, when someone speaks to me about Juventus I try to change the subject immediately. I'm ashamed of the transfer!

Those things that we probably are ashamed of as human beings, certain things that no one would ever talk about - as actors, when we transform into a character, we empathize with those moments.

I just feel compelled to continue to be transparent. It just really levels the playing field and eradicates the shame that I have, or that one might have, about being human. So I'm going to just keep going.

It was the emotion I hated the most of all emotions, shame.

In the World War, we used propaganda to make the boys accept conscription. They were made to feel ashamed if they didn't join the army.

In the World War, we used propaganda to make the boys accept conscription. They were made to feel ashamed if they didn't join the army. So vicious was this war propaganda that even God was brought into it. With few exceptions our clergymen joined in the clamor to kill, kill, kill. To kill the Germans. God is on our side . . . it is His will that the Germans be killed. And

Are you not ashamed of caring so much for the making of money and for fame and prestige, when you neither think nor care about wisdom and truth and the improvement of your soul?

Are you not ashamed of heaping up the greatest amount of money and honour and reputation, and caring so little about wisdom and truth and the greatest improvement of the soul?

Aren't you ashamed to be concerned so much about making all the money you can and advancing your reputation and prestige, while for truth and wisdom and the improvement of your souls you have no thought or car?

Most excellent man, are you…not ashamed to care for the acquisition of wealth and for reputation and honor, when you neither care nor take thought for wisdom and truth and the perfection of your soul?

Wilder taught me that what a writer deals with is the unspoken, what people see or sense in silence. It is our job, in nonfiction as well as fiction, to juxtapose words that reveal what previously may have been blinked, and provide insights obscured by convention and shame.

Choosing self-love challenges the collective paradigm of guilt and shame that has controlled us for thousands of years. If we go the route of the ego, we'll never feel worthy of self-love. If we choose to live our Spirit, we'll be instantly liberated.

Fear is bound to disappear when you realize that failure is not something shameful, damaging, destructive, or painful, but something natural.

I became evil for no reason. I had no motive for my wickedness except wickedness itself. It was foul, and I loved it. I loved the self-destruction, I loved my fall, not the object for which I had fallen but my fall itself. My depraved soul leaped down from your firmament to ruin. I was seeking not to gain anything by shameful means, but shame for its own sake.

Behold my heart, O God, behold my heart, which Thou hadst pity upon in the bottom of the bottomless pit. Now, behold, let my heart tell Thee what it sought there, that I should be gratuitously evil, having no temptation to ill, but the ill itself. It was foul, and I loved it; I loved to perish, I loved mine own fault, not that for which I was faulty, but my fault itself. Foul soul, falling from Thy firmament to utter destruction; not seeking aught through the shame, but the shame itself!

What shames us, what we most fear to tell, does not set us apart from others; it binds us together if only we can take the risk to speak it.

Gratitude is so seldom found, and those who are most grateful cannot express it, are silent in their confusion, or ashamed, or sometimes seem ungracious just to conceal their feelings."..

Raramente se llega a observar la gratitud de los hombres; los agradecidos no saben por lo común cómo exteriorizarlo, se sienten cohibidos, callan avergonzados y, con harta frecuencia, desean ocultar sus sentimientos y se muestran con una extrema torpeza.

Önümden birkaç güzel kad?n geçti, ince kuma??n alt?nda her ad?mda titreyen göÄŸüslerine cüretkârca, fakat içten bir hayranl?k duymadan bakarken kendilerini böyle küstahça ç?plaklaÅŸt?r?lm?? ve küçümsenmiÅŸ hissettiklerinde sergiledikleri s?k?nt? ve haz kar???m? utangaçl?k kar??s?nda içimden güldüm.

Heyecan?m?n içine bir aral?ktan giren soÄŸuk hava ak?m? gibi utanç s?zm??t?.

Once shame touches your being at any point, even the most distant nerve is implicated, whether you know it or not; any fleeting encounter or random thought will rake up the anguish and add to it.

No guilt is forgotten so long as the conscience still knows of it.

Prudery is a kind of avarice, the worst of all.

For some of us, it's safer to believe there's something wrong with us than to be aware of the reality of our lives.