One of the misfortunes of our time is that in getting rid of false shame we have killed off so much real shame as well.

Nothing so soothes our vanity as a display of greater vanity in others; it make us vain, in fact, of our modesty.

There seems to be a terrible misunderstanding on the part of a great many people to the effect that when you cease to believe you may cease to behave.

Many people today don't want honest answers insofar as honest means unpleasant or disturbing, They want a soft answer that turneth away anxiety.

The closer and more confidential our relationship with someone, the less we are entitled to ask about what we are not voluntarily told.

Highly educated bores are by far the worst; they know so much, in such fiendish detail, to be boring about.

One of the misfortunes of our time is that in getting rid of false shame we have killed off so much real shame as well.

The Englishman wants to be recognized as a gentleman, or as some other suitable species of human being, the American wants to be considered a good guy.

The trouble with our age is all signposts and no destination.

It is the gossip columnist's business to write about what is none of his business.

The trouble with us in America isn't that the poetry of life has turned to prose, but that it has turned to advertising copy.

In art there are tears that lie too deep for thought.

Old age is an excellent time for outrage. My goal is to say or do at least one outrageous thing every week.

Privacy was in sufficient danger before TV appeared, and TV has given it its death blow.

Individualism is rather like innocence; there must be something unconscious about it.

Individualism is rather like innocence There must be something unconscious about it.

A perfect conversation would run much less to brilliant sentences than to unfinished ones.

The closer and more confidential our relationship with someone the less we are entitled to ask about what we are not voluntarily told.

We are neurotically haunted today by the imminence and by the ignominy of failure. We know at how frightening a cost one succeeds to fail is something too awful to think about.

From the failure of the humanist tradition to participate fully or to act decisively civilizations may perhaps crumble or perish at the hands of barbarians. But unless the humanist tradition itself in some form survives there can really be no civilization at all.

Individualism is rather like innocence: There must be something unconscious about it.

There seems to be a great misunderstanding on the part of a great many people to the effect that when you cease to believe you may cease to behave.

False shame accompanies a man that is poor, shame that either harms a man greatly or profits him; shame is with poverty, but confidence with wealth.

The whole aspect of cinema and film festivals should be a moment to come together and celebrate art and humanity. It would be a shame if there was such a divide.

A great wind swept over the ghetto, carrying away shame, invisibility and four centuries of humiliation. But when the wind dropped people saw it had been only a little breeze, friendly, almost gentle.

You know the great irony is that people think you have to have money to enjoy fine food, which is a shame.

Bite us once, shame on the dog; bite us repeatedly, shame on us for allowing it.

To say of shame - what is it? Of virtue - we can miss it; Of sin-we can kiss it, And it's no longer sin.

Once we realize that imperfect understanding is the human condition there is no shame in being wrong, only in failing to correct our mistakes.

The voice of the intelligence is drowned out by the roar of fear. It is ignored by the voice of desire. It is contradicted by the voice of shame. It is biased by hate and extinguished by anger. Most of all it is silenced by ignorance.

Being ignorant is not so much a shame, as being unwilling to learn.

That's the trouble with anything which essentially has a lot of bits that are physically impossible: You're left, stuck, in the studio. And that's a shame. You're making a movie. You don't want it to stay put, you want it to be a movie - to move.

Toil is no source of shame; idleness is shame.

It's a shame the Manchester United situation turned sour.

But I don't think there has ever been anything written on the nature of violent man as deep and as thorough as Shakespeare's Titus. I think it puts all modern movies and modern exploitations of violence to shame.

Nature soaks every evil with either fear or shame.

Our own theological Church, as we know, has scorned and vilified the body till it has seemed almost a reproach and a shame to have one, yet at the same time has credited it with power to drag the soul to perdition.

People say, oh it's a shame, you're not nostalgic about the '60s. Well actually, it's quite good, when you think of it. Wouldn't it be sad if I was sitting here wishing it back?

Honor and shame from no condition rise. Act well your part: there all the honor lies.

You can cry, ain't no shame in it.

Those little nimble musicians of the air, that warble forth their curious ditties, with which nature hath furnished them to the shame of art.

I also know how to ask people for money and I have no shame about doing that.

It seems like such a terrible shame that innocent civilians have to get hurt in wars, otherwise combat would be such a wonderfully healthy way to rid the human race of unneeded trash.

It's a shame to call somebody a 'diva' simply because they work harder than everybody else.

We hope we are moving toward a world where sexual orientation is not an issue, because we hate the idea of a gay ghetto. I think that it's a real shame that people become restricted by their sexuality or define their whole lives by their sexuality.

I was doing a children's book on self-esteem, and I really felt like I wanted to shed the shame I'd been feeling - and maybe make it easier for women my age who had probably felt bad about themselves.

It's a big shame, because 'Trixter' in my mind were what a real rock n' roll band is all about.

Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me.

We knew Chris Matthews had no shame. Now we also know the king of TV ghouls has no souls.