How guilt once harbour'd in the conscious breast,
Intimidates the brave, degrades the great.

How guilt once harbour'd in the conscious breast,
Intimidates the brave, degrades the great.

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!

Without the spice of guilt, sin cannot be fully savored.

Without the spice of guilt, sin cannot be fully savored.

It is the confession, not the priest, that gives us absolution

It is the confession, not the priest, that gives us absolution

Suspicion always haunts the guilty mind.

Suspicion always haunts the guilty mind.

Men's minds are too ingenious in palliating guilt in themselves.
[Lat., Ingenia humana sunt ad suam cuique levandam culpam read more

Men's minds are too ingenious in palliating guilt in themselves.
[Lat., Ingenia humana sunt ad suam cuique levandam culpam nimio
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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.

Guilt is a sure sign your thinking is unnatural.
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HS was the amanuensis for the Course In Miracles.

Guilt is a sure sign your thinking is unnatural.
*
HS was the amanuensis for the Course In Miracles.

Guilt: the gift that keeps on giving.

Guilt: the gift that keeps on giving.