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!
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I esteem death a trifle, if not caused by guilt.
[Lat., Dum ne ob male facta peream, parvi aestimo.]
I esteem death a trifle, if not caused by guilt.
[Lat., Dum ne ob male facta peream, parvi aestimo.]
We are almost always guilty of the hate we encounter.
We are almost always guilty of the hate we encounter.
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.
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.
Every guilty person is his own hangman.
Every guilty person is his own hangman.
One who condones evils is just as guilty as the one who perpetrates it.
One who condones evils is just as guilty as the one who perpetrates it.
How glowing guilt exalts the keen delight!
How glowing guilt exalts the keen delight!
Guilt is the price we pay willingly for doing what we are going to do anyway
Guilt is the price we pay willingly for doing what we are going to do anyway
Suspicion always haunts the guilty mind; the thief doth fear each bush an officer.
Suspicion always haunts the guilty mind; the thief doth fear each bush an officer.
