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"How blunt are all the arrows of thy quiver in comparison with those of guilt."
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"The worst guilt is to accept an unearned guilt."
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"Vultures pick the meat clean off a bone. Guilt eats at the marrow, leaving a man hollow."
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"Maybe time would not feel as heavy if I didn't have this guilt - the guilt of knowing the truth and stuffing it down where no one can see it."
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"This feeling of guilt is your conscience calling your attention to the higher road, and your heart wishing you had taken it."
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"How now! Here's the smell of the blood still: all the perfumes of Arabia will not sweeten this little hand." Lady Macbeth."
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"Out, damned spot! out, I say!"
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"I don't feel guilt. Whatever I wish to do, I do."
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"Hard though it may be to accept, remember that guilt is sometimes a friendly internal voice reminding you that you're messing up."
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"A pang of guilt, like a blaring siren, should never be ignored."
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"There's no regret. You can't regret. I mean, I've felt regret but I've also refused to allow regret to sow a seed and live in me because I don't believe it. You feel it, it's like guilt, it's like jealousy, it's like all those horrible things. You've just got to snip them and get them out, because they're no good."
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"How blunt are all the arrows of thy quiver in comparison with those of guilt."
Guilt
"Action, so to speak, is the genius of nature."
Nature
"Friendship! Mysterious cement of the soul, Sweet'ner of life, and solder of society."
Society
"Throughout the whole vegetable, sensible, and rational world, whatever makes progress towards maturity, as soon as it has passed that point, begins to verge towards decay."
Progress
"Affectation is certain deformity; by forming themselves on fantastic models, the young begin with being ridiculous, and often end in being vicious."
Affectation
"Its visits, like those of angels, short, and far between."
Angels
"Of joys departed, not to return, how painful the remembrance."
Remembrance
"The grave, dread thing! Men shiver when thou'rt named: Nature appalled, Shakes off her wonted firmness."
Men
"When it draws near to witching time of night."
Time
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