#shame

I don't feel ashamed of my wife's political background, and I don't think she should either. I feel that the people who administered the North of Ireland for the last 20 years should be ashamed. There you are. ↗

— Stephen Rea

#ashamed #background #either #feel #i

I don't think I like characters who are afraid and ashamed of who they are. ↗

— Christina Ricci

#ashamed #characters #i #like #think

It is safest to be moderately base - to be flexible in shame, and to be always ready for what is generous, good, and just, when anything is to be gained by virtue. ↗

— Sydney Smith

#anything #base #flexible #gained #generous

Having been poor is no shame, but being ashamed of it, is. ↗

— Benjamin Franklin

#been #being #having #poor #shame

It will make a weak man mighty. it will make a mighty man fall. It will fill your heart and hands or leave you with nothing at all. It's the eyes for the blind and legs for the lame. It is the love for hate and pride for shame. That's the power of the gospel. ↗

— Ben Harper

#eyes #fall #fill #gospel #hands

If we keep our heads down, either out of defeat or loss or shame or tiredness... whatever the reason, we are going to miss the beautiful sun (and Son) that is right there in front of us, shining its warmth on our faces and our souls! ↗

— Mary Beth Chapman

#encouragement #god #healing #shame #beauty

Every abstract picture of the world is as impossible as a blueprint of a storm. Don't be ashamed because you're human: be proud! Inside you, vaults behind vaults open endlessly. You will never be finished, and that's as it should be. ↗

— Tomas Transtromer

#ashamed #because #behind #blueprint #endlessly

Isn't it a shame that future generations can't be here to see all the wonderful things we're doing with their money? ↗

— Earl Wilson

#doing #future #future generations #generations #here

Sometimes, most times, when I think back to the people that I loved, the person that I was... I feel like I'm reading the pages of a book written about someone else's life. I can't believe that was me. I can't believe that was you. I can't believe there was an us. It's not that I regret it. It just doesn't feel like it happened to me and yet, I can't forget it. I feel like it's still refracting and reflecting back on me, haunting me. Jesus intercepted my mind, my thoughts, my mistakes, my shame. He's changed me from the inside out. But I'm afraid you still see the stain. Lord, let them see my heart, look at You and Your still-in-progress work of art. Help us all to look beyond our burned bridges, charred reputations, scattered shards of memories, and gaze at the One who took on the weight of all the hate to find the freedom in redemption that we all crave. ↗

— Katie Kiesler

#heart #jesus #mistakes #redemption #shame

I’m not interested in Bob Marley telling me to ‘lively up’ myself. The only music that satisfies me is Nine Inch Nails and Trent Reznor’s voice crying through industrial rhytms. In the August evenings, I lie on my bed with earphones, letting his laments roll through me like unrepentant thunderstorms. I envy the courage that carries his voice into the world. He doesn’t berate himself for pain and anger; he howls. And this delights me, even though I feel ashamed when my own rage comes to the surface. My anger doesn’t signify courage; it’s just more confirmation that I’m bad. ↗

— Kiera Van Gelder

#depression #shame #anger