The fearful face usually betrays great guilt.
[Lat., Multa trepidus solet
Detegere vultus.]

The fearful face usually betrays great guilt.
[Lat., Multa trepidus solet
Detegere vultus.]

But mine, and mine I loved, and mine I praised,
And mine that I was proud on--mine so much
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But mine, and mine I loved, and mine I praised,
And mine that I was proud on--mine so much
That I myself was to myself not mine,
Valuing of her--why she, O, she is fall'n
Into a pit of ink, that the wide sea
Hath drops too few to wash her clean again,
And salt too little which may season give
To her foul tainted flesh!

It is more dangerous that even a guilty person should be punished without the forms of law than that he read more

It is more dangerous that even a guilty person should be punished without the forms of law than that he should escape.

The more sinful and guilty a person tends to feel, the less chance there is that he will be a read more

The more sinful and guilty a person tends to feel, the less chance there is that he will be a happy, healthy, or law-abiding citizen. He will become a compulsive wrong-doer.

Guilt is abscent when the act is justified.

Guilt is abscent when the act is justified.

However boldly their warm blood was spilt,
Their life was shame, their epitaph was guilt;
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However boldly their warm blood was spilt,
Their life was shame, their epitaph was guilt;
And this they knew and felt, at least the one,
The leader of the hand he had undone,--
Who, born for better things, had madly set
His life upon a cast, which linger'd yet.

Those who start war often know that because of their
high political position their own lives will not be in
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Those who start war often know that because of their
high political position their own lives will not be in
danger.
on the Diane Rehm Show.

Guilt is the source of sorrows, the avenging fiend that follows us behind with whips and stings.

Guilt is the source of sorrows, the avenging fiend that follows us behind with whips and stings.

Haste, holy Friar,
Haste, ere the sinner shall expire!
Of all his guilt let him be shriven,
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Haste, holy Friar,
Haste, ere the sinner shall expire!
Of all his guilt let him be shriven,
And smooth his path from earth to heaven!