Ashamed Quotes

“Unless you're ashamed of yourself now and then, you're not honest”
― William Faulkner

“I'm like a starving man who has been given food. Maybe he's cold, and his clothes are torn, and he's ashamed, but he's not unhappy.”
― Leo Tolstoy, Anna Karenina

“If we allow ourselves to stay amazed and astounded at the vibrant instants of every day and do not feel ashamed of admitting to being speechless or dumbfounded sometimes, we can uncover unsuspected sparkling gems hidden in the nooks crannies of our mind.( "Skyward, over and above".)”
― Erik Pevernagie

“Why always looking for someone to blame? Blame culture has become a plague with tortuous roots and cryptic motives. Why being tempted to bring about unpleasant or distressing issues? Blamestorming springs from a lack of empathy, laziness, boredom, or uncontrollable inner wrath. Over and over, people can be dissatisfied or angry with themselves, feel ashamed, and want to find a way out of their impasse. But, in the end, one thing is for sure, they don’t want to put the blame on themselves. (“The infinite Wisdom of Meditation“)”
― Erik Pevernagie

“Every time you show your feelings, you apologize. Have you ever had an emotion in your life that you weren't ashamed of?”
― R.J. Anderson, Ultraviolet

“Perfectionism sucks the air out of your uniqueness and leaves you empty, away from who you could become.”
― Darryl Stewart Wellness

“For a moment, I debated whether I should tell someone about the words I'd started writing down, but I couldn't. In a way, I felt ashamed, even though my writing was the one thing that whispered okayness in my ear. I didn't speak it, to anyone.”
― Markus Zusak, Getting the Girl

“I was always mortified.Didn't they know they were tying thier mothers to the ground? Weren't chains ashamed of their prisoners?”
― Janet Fitch, White Oleander

“These are the stories that we tell ourselves and only ourselves, and they are better left unshared.”
― Jim Crace, Harvest

“O [Roman] people be ashamed; be ashamed of your lives. Almost no cities are free of evil dens, are altogether free of impurities, except the cities in which the barbarians have begun to live...

Let nobody think otherwise, the vices of our bad lives have alone conquered us...

The Goths lie, but are chaste, the Franks lie, but are but are generous, the Saxons are savage in cruelty...but are admirable in chastity...what hope can there be [for the Romans] when the barbarians are more pure [than they]?"

-Salvian”
― William J Federer, Change to Chains-The 6,000 Year Quest for Control -Volume I-Rise of the Republic

“I felt so ashamed with them because everything in their life was going so well and they were so sort of successful. I couldn't talk about what I wanted with them and they were always in a hurry.”
― Iris Murdoch, The Black Prince

“If you are ashamed of others knowing about your failures, the best way is to fight your failures & not the people, your success will change people’s opinion but only the efforts will convert failures into success.”
― Shahenshah Hafeez Khan

“I ask questions. I ask lots of them - the obvious and the obscure; the simple and the complex. I am never ashamed to demonstrate my eagerness to learn and to grow.”
― Abiodun Fijabi

“People often pretend they don't remember something when they're ashamed of it.”
― Jack Heath, Headcase

“I still loved you on the nights you wouldn't let me call it that.”
― Kristina Mahr

“The USA government is up to so many shady things that it makes me ashamed to admit to being an American citizen.”
― Steven Magee

“We’re not ashamed of Jesus Christ or the divine revelation that comes from Him.”
― Petros Scientia, Exposing the REAL Creation-Evolution Debate

“Because if there is something to be ashamed of, it is not stupid or bad things we did, it is not learning from them.------”
― Cave Man, Modern Human's Handbook

“Pride or shame? What's the difference?”
― Arti Manani, Seven Sins

“Don't leave footprints that you will be ashamed of one day!”
― Mehmet Murat ildan

“Do things that will make you feel embarrassed in later life not ashamed or regretful.”
― Anant Negi

“It is difficult, though, not to be shamed be being nearly undressed, with bed hair and bad breath.”
― Holly Black, The Queen of Nothing

“My fingers stung and ached, but I still held on to the rose as I said, 'I don't know why I feel so tremendously ashamed of myself for leaving them. Why it feels so selfish and horrible to paint. I shouldn't- shouldn't feel that way, should I? I know I shouldn't, but I can't help it.' The rose hung limply from my fingers. 'All those years, what I did for them... And they didn't try to stop you from taking me.' There it was, the giant pain that cracked me in two if I thought about it too long. 'I don't know why I expected them to- why I believed that the puca's illusion was real that night. I don't know why I bother still thinking about it. Or still caring.' He was silent long enough that I added. 'Compared to you- to your borders and magic being weakened- I suppose my self-pity is absurd.'

'If it grieves you,' he said, the words caressing my bones, 'then I don't think it's absurd at all.'

'Why?' A flat question and I chucked the rose into the bushes.

He took my hands. His callused fingers, strong and sturdy, were gentle as he lifted my bleeding hand to his mouth and kissed my palm. As if that were answer enough.

His lips were smooth against my skin, his breath warm, and my knees buckled as he lifted my other hand to his mouth and kissed it, too. Kissed it carefully- in a way that made heat begin pounding in my core, between my legs.

When he withdrew, my blood shone on his mouth. I glanced at my hands, which he still held, and found the wounds gone. I looked at his face again, at his gilded mask, the tanness of his skin, the red of his blood-covered lips as he murmured. 'Don't feel bad for one moment about doing what brings you joy.' He stepped closer, releasing one of my hands to tuck the rose I'd plucked behind my ear. I didn't know how it had gotten into his hand, or where the thorns had gone.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Thorns and Roses

“... the door creaked and a golden fox-face appeared- along with a narrowed metal eye. 'Shit,' said Lucien. 'It's freezing in here.'

It was but I was too nauseated to notice. Keeping my head up was an effort, let alone keeping the food down. He unclasped his cloak and set it around my shoulders. Its heavy warmth leaked in to me. 'Look at all this,' he said, staring at the paint on me. Thanksfully, it was all intact, save for a few places on my waist. 'Bastard.'

'What happened?' I got out, even though I wasn't sure I truly wanted the answer. My memory was a dark blur of wild music.

Lucien drew back. 'I don't think you want to know.' I studied the few smudges on my waist, marks that looked like hands had held me.

'Who did this to me?' I asked quietly, my eyes tracing the arc of the spoiled paint.

'Who do you think?'

My heart clenched and I looked at the floor. 'Did- did Tamlin see it?'

Lucien nodded. 'Rhys was only doing it to get a rise out of him.'

'Did it work?' I still couldn't look Lucien in the face. I knew, at least, that I hadn't been violated beyond touching my sides. The paint told me that much.

'No,' Lucien said, and I smiled grimly.

'What- was I doing the whole time?' So much for Alis's warning.

Lucien let out a sharp breath, running a hand through his red hair. 'He had you dance for him for most of the night. And when you weren't dancing, you were sitting in his lap.'

'What kind of dancing?' I pushed.

'Not the kind you were doing with Tamlin on Solstice,' Lucien said and my face heated. From the murkiness of my memories of last night, I recalled the closeness of a certain pair of violet eyes- eyes that sparkled with mischief as they beheld me.

'In front of everyone?'

'Yes,' Lucien replied- more gently than I'd heard him speak to me before. I stiffened. I didn't want his pity.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Thorns and Roses

“He took my face in his hands, kissing me once. 'Never. I can never be ashamed of you. Certainly not over this.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Wings and Ruin

“And he said...

...if there is a need to self-reflect, change the mirrors before you become ashamed of yourself.”
― Anthony T. Hincks

“Honestly communicate your needs to people without feeling embarrassed or ashamed. They will either abide by them or they won’t. This will cut through the waste and instantly tell you what your next course of action should be.”
― Robin S. Baker

“God is not ashamed of me and that need not affect your peace.”
― P.S. Jagadeesh Kumar

“I didn't want you to see me that way,' he went on. 'So I pretended that version of myself didn't exist. It does. And I'm- I don't like people to see it. I didn't want you to see it.”
― Carissa Broadbent, The Serpent and the Wings of Night

“We realize too late, and oftentimes on our deathbed that there was nothing to be ashamed of in life.”
― Michael Bassey Johnson, Stamerenophobia