God hath yoked to guilt her pale tormentor,--misery.
Beside one deed of guilt, how blest is guiltless woe!
Guilt was never a rational thing; it distorts all the faculties of the human mind, it perverts them, it leaves a man no longer in the free use of his
reason, it puts him into confusion
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.
Guilt is present in the very hesitation, even though the deed be not committed.
Guilt is a timorous thing ere perpetration; despair alone makes guilty men be bold.
Guilt is ever at a loss, and confusion waits upon it.
He that commits a sin shall find the pressing guilt lie heavy on his mind.
He swears, but he, is sick at heart;
He laughs, but he turns deadly pale;
His restless eye and sudden start--
These tell the dreadful tale
That will be told: it needs no words from thee
Thou self-sold slave to guilt and misery.
Thoughts cannot form themselves in words so horrid As can express my guilt.
Guilt has very quick ears to an accusation.
Think not that guilt requires the burning torches of the Furies to agitate and torment it. Their own frauds, their crimes, their remembrances of the past, their terrors of the future,--these are the domestic furies that are ever present to the mind of the impious.
Guilt has always its horrors and solicitudes; and, to make it yet more shameful and detestable, it is doomed often to stand in awe of those to whom nothing could give influence or weight but their power of betraying.
Guilt is a poor, helpless, dependent being. Without the alliance of able, diligent, and let me add, fortunate fraud, it is inevitably undone. If the guilty culprit be obstinately silent, it forms a deadly presumption against him; if he speaks, talking tends only to his discovery, and his very defence often furnishes the materials for his conviction.
Whatever guilt is perpetrated by some evil prompting, is grievous to the author of the crime. This is the first punishment of guilt that no one who is guilty is acquitted at the judgment seat of his own conscience.
Men's minds are too ingenious in palliating guilt in themselves.
All good men and women should be on their guard to avoid guilt, and even the suspicion of it.
Guilt is the source of sorrow; 'tis the fiend,
The avenging fiend, that follows us behind
With whips and stings.
The sin lessens in human estimation only as the guilt increases.
Guilt, though it may attain temporal splendor, can never confer real happiness; the evil consequences of our crimes long survive their commission, and, like the ghosts of the murdered, forever haunt the steps of the malefactor; while the paths of virtue, though seldom those of worldly greatness, are always those of pleasantness and peace.
The mind of guilt is full of scorpions.
They whose guilt within their bosom lies, imagine every eye beholds their blame.
When guilt is in its blush of infancy, it trembles in a tenderness of shame; and the first eye that pierces through the veil that hides the secret brings it to the face
They who once engage in iniquitous designs miserably deceive themselves when they think that they will go so far and no farther; one fault begets
another, one crime renders another necessary; and thus they are impelled continually downward into a depth of guilt, which at the commencement
of their career they would have died rather than have incurred.
Let no man trust the first false step of guilt; it hangs upon a precipice, whose steep descent in last perdition ends.