Remorse Quotes
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Remorse is impotence, impotence which sins again. Repentance alone is powerful; it ends all.
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Dread remorse when you are tempted to err, Miss Eyre; remorse is the poison of life.
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The greatest chastisement that a man may receive who hath outraged another, is to have done the outrage; and there is no man who is so rudely punished as he that is subject to the whip of his own repentance.
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Remorse, the fatal egg that pleasure laid.
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Remorse ... is one of the many afflictions for which time finds a cure.
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As pills that are outwardly fair, gilt, and rolled in sugar, but within are full of bitterness, even so lustful pleasure is no sooner hatched but remorse is at hand, ready to supplant her.
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All who suffer are full of hatred; all who live drag a remorse: the dead alone have broken their chains.
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Remorse is the poison of life.
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I think perhaps Mr. Hoadley is experiencing remorse for his failure to become involved.
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She'd absolutely adored the library_an entire building where anyone could take things they didn't own and feel no remorse about it.
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They [corporations] feel neither shame, remorse, gratitude, nor goodwill.
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For my part, I believe that remorse is the least active of all a man's moral senses,--the very easiest to be deadened when wakened, and in some never wakened at all.
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In luck or out the toil has left its mark: That old perplexity an empty purse, Or the day's vanity, the night's remorse.
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I believe that remorse is the least active of all a man's moral senses.
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Remorse.-- Never yield to remorse, but at once tell yourself: remorse would simply mean adding to the first act of stupidity a second.
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The urging of that word, judgment, hath bred a kind of remorse in me.
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Permanent remorse about failing to do your human duty, in my opinion, can be worse than losing your life.
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Power of responsibility was nil at these times. There was fear afterwards, with a massive and suppressed remorse.
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Be gful to the man who cares nothing for your remorse. You are his equal.
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I looked back at some of my earlier published stories with genuine horror and remorse. I got thinking, How many extant copies might there be, who owns them, and do they keep their doors locked?
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Remorse is virtue's root; its fair increase is fruits of innocence and blessedness.
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They come to be? Why don’t they feel any remorse for the suffering they cause? And are there better ways of spotting and stopping them? After having been.
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The real affliction of old age is remorse.
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From this outer edge of his life, looking back, there was only one remorse, and that was only that he wished to go on living. Did all dying people feel this way, as if they had never lived? Did life seem that short, indeed, over and done before you took a breath? Did it seem this abrupt and impossible to everyone, or only to himself, here, now, with a few hours left to him for thought and deliberation?
