Khalil Gibran Quotes

Conscience is a mother-in-law whose visit never ends.

All a man can betray is his conscience.

Conscience is the window of our spirit, evil is the curtain.

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

While conscience is our friend, all is at peace; however once it is offended, farewell to a tranquil mind.

The one thing that doesn't abide by majority rule is a person's conscience.

Conscience is a coward, and those faults it has not strength enough to prevent it seldom has justice enough to accuse.

I come from a highly moral family. I was very much taught what was right and wrong, and in my perception of things, I did something that was very wrong. To know that, and to then be so publicly exposed, was very hard.

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.

Every judgement of conscience, be it right or wrong, be it about things evil in themselves or morally indifferent, is obligatory, in such wise that he who acts against his conscience always sins.

If a dog will not come to you after having looked you in the face, you should go home and examine your conscience.

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

Conscience is the inner voice that warns us that someone may be looking.

Look, I do spray flies, but I have a really big conscience.

Though I never scruple a lie to serve my Master, it hurts one's conscience to be found out!

Conscience is the anticipation of the fellow who awaits you if and when you come home.

Conscience is a judge in every man's breast, which none can cheat or corrupt, and perhaps the only incorrupt thing about him; yet, inflexible and honest as this judge is (however polluted the bench on which he sits), no man can, in my opinion, enjoy any applause which is not there adjudged to be his due.

Guilt agonizes over trifles, ignores habitual wrongdoing.

Conscience, the executioner, shaking her secret scourge.

Oh, Conscience! Conscience! man's most faithful friend, Him canst thou comfort, ease, relieve, defend; But if he will thy friendly checks forego, Thou art, oh! woe for me, his deadliest foe!

It's your own conscience That is gonna remind you That it's your heart and nobody else's That is gonna judge.

I'll not meddle with it; it is a dangerous thing; it makes a man a coward; a man cannot steal, but it accuseth him; a man cannot swear, but it checks him; a man cannot lie with his neighbor's wife, but it detects him. 'Tis a blushing, shame -faced spirit, that mutinies in a man's bosom ; it fills one full of obstacles; it made me once restore a purse of gold that by chance I found; it beggars any man that keeps it; it is turned out of all towns and cities for a dangerous thing; and every man that means to live well endeavors to trust to himself and live without it.

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

Conscience ... seldom comes to a man's aid while he is in the zenith of health and revelling in pomp and luxury upon illgotten spoils. It is generally the last act of his life, and it comes too late to be of much service to others here, or to himself hereafter.

To sell oneself for thirty pieces of silver is an honest transaction; but to sell oneself to one s own conscience is to abandon mankind.