Robert South Quotes

Conscience: something that feels terrible when everything else feels well.

The torture of a bad conscience is the hell of a living soul.

Guilt agonizes over trifles, ignores habitual wrongdoing.

Whom conscience, ne'er asleep, Wounds with incessant strokes, not loud, but deep.

Conscience is its own readiest accuser.

Delia picked at the raw sores of her conscience...Drunk or sober, Delia lived in the small town in her heart, ignoring the world in which all her love had turned to grief.

If anyone has a conscience it's generally a guilty one.

The disease of an evil conscience is beyond the practice of all the physicians of all the countries in the would.

I'm the one who has to look in the mirror, and after a while it begins to eat at you.

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.

There is no witness so terrible and no accuser so powerful as conscience which dwells within us.

Behold, I am become a reproach to thy holy name, by serving any ambition and the sins of others; which though I did by the persuasion of other men, yet my own conscience did cheek and upbraid me in it.

Conscience. That stuff can drive you nuts.

I feel terrible about it. Part of it is the horror of what happened and part of it is my guilt about being a part of it.

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.

As you sell your soul and sow your seeds, and you wound yourself and your loved ones bleed. And your habits grow and your conscience feeds, on all that you thought you should be.

How awful is that hour when con, science stings.

My conscience aches but it's going to lose the fight.

A wicked conscience mouldeth goblins swift as frenzy thoughts.

My conscience hath a thousand several tongues, And every tongue brings in a several tale, And every tale condemns me for a villain. Perjury, perjury, in the high'st degree; Murder, stern murder in the dir'st degree, Throng to the bar, crying all, 'Guilty!, guilty!

"It almost always happens that people enjoy a few moments and then afterwards feel very guilty. The guilt arises because of the ego. The ego starts torturing them, "What are you doing? Have you decided to kill me? And I am your only treasure. Killing me? You will be destroyed. Killing me is destroying yourself."

Our faults afflict us more than our good deeds console. Pain is ever uppermost in the conscience as in the heart.