Repentant tears wash out the stain of guilt.

Bad company is like a nail driven into a post, which, after the first and second blow, may be drawn out with little difficulty; but being once driven up to the head, the pincers cannot take hold to draw it out, but which can only be done by the destruction of the wood.

The purpose of all war is peace.

If I am given a formula, and I am ignorant of its meaning, it cannot teach me anything, but if I already know it what does the formula teach me?

The honors of this world, what are they but puff, and emptiness, and peril of falling?

God is best known in not knowing him.

This world's a bubble.

The spiritual virtue of a sacrament is like light; although it passes among the impure, it is not polluted.

We make a ladder for ourselves of our vices, if we trample those same vices underfoot.

In doing what we ought we deserve no praise, because it is our duty.

Custom is second nature.

The soul, which is spirit, can not dwell in dust; it is carried along to dwell in the blood.

He who labours, prays.

The verdict of the world is conclusive.

Repentant tears wash out the stain of guilt.

He fashioned hell for the inquisitive.

Blessedness consists in the accomplishment of our desires, and in our having only regular desires.

What is guilt? Guilt is the pledge drive constantly hammering in our heads that keeps us from fully enjoying the show. Guilt is the reason they put the articles in Playboy.

What we call real estate - the solid ground to build a house on - is the broad foundation on which nearly all the guilt of this world rests.

Although the most acute judges of the witches and even the witches themselves, were convinced of the guilt of witchery, the guilt nevertheless was non-existent. It is thus with all guilt.

I saw my parents as gods whose every wish must be obeyed or I would suffer the penalty of anguish and guilt.

December 25th has become guilt and obligation.

I walk around feeling a sort of existential guilt all the time; and honestly for me this house is a way of feeling less guilty about the universe.

Canon law itself says for one case of guilt, a priest can be dismissed from the clerical state. One.

Most of modern rock and roll is a product of guilt.

I wanted to show a normal young girl whose only difference was that she behaved in the way a boy might, without any sense of guilt on a moral or sexual level.

I'm a bit of a worrier, to an extreme. I'll crack a joke, then worry if I've offended someone - even when they're laughing. I have a guilt complex, always worrying.

The extent of one man's guilt may be defined by how much of it is experienced by the party he injured.

No work or love will flourish out of guilt, fear, or hollowness of heart, just as no valid plans for the future can be made by those who have no capacity for living now.

I suffer from Irish-Catholic guilt. Guilt is a good reality check. It keeps that 'do what makes you happy' thing in check.

My doctrine is this, that if we see cruelty or wrong that we have the power to stop, and do nothing, we make ourselves sharers in the guilt.

Guilt is a weird thing to me. I don't have a lot of it.

Which to this day is a source of enormous guilt, because I left with three classes to go in the business school to sign a contract with 20th Century Fox.

True guilt is guilt at the obligation one owes to oneself to be oneself. False guilt is guilt felt at not being what other people feel one ought to be or assume that one is.

The Negro needs the white man to free him from his fears. The white man needs the Negro to free him from his guilt.

Guilt has very quick ears to an accusation.

Guilt upon the conscience, like rust upon iron, both defiles and consumes it, gnawing and creeping into it, as that does which at last eats out the very heart and substance of the metal.

In all secrets there is a kind of guilt, however beautiful or joyful they may be, or for what good end they may be set to serve. Secrecy means evasion, and evasion means a problem to the moral mind.

If the guilt of sin is so great that nothing can satisfy it but the blood of Jesus; and the filth of sin is so great that nothing can fetch out the stain thereof but the blood of Jesus, how great, how heinous, how sinful must the evil of sin be.

Guilt always hurries towards its complement, punishment; only there does its satisfaction lie.

With a parent, it's always guilt. You want to be there, but you kind of also want to be here.

It is criminal to steal a purse, daring to steal a fortune, a mark of greatness to steal a crown. The blame diminishes as the guilt increases.

Skating takes up 70 percent of my time, school about 25 percent. Having fun and talking to my friends, 5 percent. It's hard. I envy other kids a lot of things, but I get a guilt trip when I'm not training.

My parents are really well intended, and I think their way of dealing with things is denial and guilt. Nobody wanted to talk about it. But all I did was blame myself.

Food, love, career, and mothers, the four major guilt groups.

It's great to be recognized when I'm looking for a table at a crowded restaurant, but I still don't put it to best use. I'm such a lump. I won't cut the line. It's my Catholic guilt. I gotta get used to it.

I don't have any gnawing guilt over contributing to any unhappiness suffered by my husbands. They were as much to blame as I was.

Glory, built on selfish principles, is shame and guilt.

Now, I don't want to get off on a rant here, but guilt is simply God's way of letting you know that you're having too good a time.