Confession Quotes

It is better to offer no excuse than a bad one.

Your whispers are gentle echoes that sway ardent winds of harmony and in the symphony of life each word is wrapped in rhapsody... Dance with me within the wind... Let me love You...

Write about the thing that scares you most or your most private confession and you'll never have a problem coming up with decent fiction.

You are everything I am and everything that's running through my veins

The explanation has been written already in the three words that were many enough, and plain enough, for my confession. I loved her.

Wait for that wisest of all counselores, Time.

Confession is not betrayal. What you say or do doesn't matter; only feelings matter. If they could make me stop loving you-that would be the real betrayal.

I love you. You’re mine. I’ll kill any bastard who tries to take you from me.

Hearing nuns' confessions is like being stoned to death with popcorn.

Never do anything that you can't admit doing, because if you are that ashamed of whatever it is, it's probably wrong.

Confession is always weakness. The grave soul keeps its own secrets, and takes its own punishment in silence.

She didn't understand, I hope to God she never understands what I do, what I am. To be dammed by the darkness that lives inside me.

To be saved by her love.

No more half-truths. No more omissions.

A true confession: I believe in a soluble fish.

I love you, Louise Downe McCord. You drive me absolutely crazy sometimes, and this is one of those times, but I love you.

Merciful God.
Faithful God.

When I was seven I believed in God so I told Him I was sorry about kicking my sister and to “please not condemn me to eternal suffering in the interminable fires of Perdition for my transgressions.

Hey, Ethan."
"Yeah?"
"Remember the Twinkie on the bus? The one I gave you in second grade, the day we met?"
"The one you found on the floor and gave me without telling me? Nice."
He grinned and shot the ball. "It never really fell on the floor. I made that part up.

The change, I think, that conversion gradually effects on your heart is this: you come, over some stretched-out time, to want to do the things that God wants you to do, because you want to be close to Him.

But the second she opened her eyes and looked at me, I knew. She was either going to be the death of me . . . or she was going to be the one who finally brought me back to life.

I know I’m not an easy She-dragon to. . not fear.” “I’m not afraid of you, Ghleanna. I’ve never been afraid of you. To be quite honest. . I think you’re amazing. I always have. Since the first time you ignored me.