Quotes About Shame

As a shame researcher, I know that the very best thing to do in the midst of a shame attack is totally counterintuitive: Practice courage and reach out!

The debt is like a crazy aunt we keep down in the basement. All the neighbors know she's there, but nobody wants to talk about her.

I think it's a terrible shame that politics has become show business.

I am ashamed to tell you to how many figures I carried these calculations [of Pi], having no other business at the time

elemental struggle is with our feeling of being wrong, with our guilt and shame at what we are.

Our personal demons come in many guises. We experience them as shame, as jealousy, as abandonment, as rage. They are anything that makes us so uncomfortable that we continually run away.

Shame, and its offspring, secrecy. The

En este momento, Keuschnig sintió vergüenza de morir y estar muerto. Era tan extravagante respirar por última vez y ser un cadáver.

Por contra, me explicaba mi hermano, el tiempo que media entre el despertar y el momento en que el que está acostado es dueño de su razón es un tiempo peligroso, es un mal tiempo, es el tiempo del arrepentimiento que hace encoger de vergüenza, el tiempo del sudor, dijo él, el tiempo de la verdad, el tiempo claro, el tiempo de la era glacial, tiempo de guerra, dijo él, es el destiempo.

This is what men will never understand, she realizes...Their dishonor, men's dishonor, can always be redeemed, defeat followed by victory, capture by escape, escape by capture. Up hill and down dale. But women are dishonored once and for all. Their only hope is to hide it. To keep it to themselves.

Dimly he senses this is somehow the point of the internet: to spread shame, but so broadly, so thinly, like a light coat of varnish, that we hardly notice it anymore, until we all just glow faintly with it.)

Shame is the lie someone told you about yourself," according to Anaïs Nin (herself the author of several abortions). But what if it's not a lie? And what if the someone is you?

Trouble was, they never let on to their sons how scared they was—so scared they forgot the color of a man because he could outshoot the man who scared 'em. And bein ashamed, they never talked about it or discussed it in the family.

Shame is the fruit of my vanities, and remorse, and the clearest knowledge of how the world's delight is a brief dream.

Nietzche is right about christianity. It's the fucking hair shirt syndrome: always made me feel shame, guilt, always responding to duty and obligations to others --I view myself as weak, at the beck and call of others, obligated to them. Bullshit. I am a man -- as that book on judaism puts it. I need no one's permission anymore. I need not account to anyone. I owe them nothing; they are pushing old buttons, long out of date. I have proved my worth and earned my reward.

Spegnetevi, vane luci, più non brillate! Non v'è notte nera a sufficienza per chi, In preda alla disperazione, piange la persa fortuna. La luce altro non fa che svelare la vergogna.

You might not have more courage, but you should be ashamed to show less.

Shame on you! Think what this child has done! You might not have more courage, but you should be ashamed to show less.

But everyone will know...' 'So what? It's nothing to be ashamed of. Things happen to people's families all the time and it's not their fault. If you cope with it by being brave, people will admire you for it.

When bears act like people, perhaps they can be tricked, said Serafina Pekkala. When bears act like bears, perhaps they can't. No bear would normally drink spirits. Iorek Byrnison drank to forget the shame of exile, and it was only that which let the Trollesund people trick him.

I am marked like a road map from head to toe with my repressions. You can travel the length and breadth of my body over superhighways of shame and inhibition and fear.

I am the Raskolnikov of jerking off – the sticky evidence is everywhere!

So. Now you know the worst thing I have ever done. I fucked my own family's dinner.

If only I could have nourished myself upon the depths of his vulgarity, instead of that too becoming a source of shame. Shame and shame and shame and shame—every place I turn something else to be ashamed of.