I am not a saint. I have done wrong, and I’m not proud of it, but I’m not ashamed of talking about it.
He was not born to shame. Upon his brow shame is ashamed to sit. (Romeo and Juliet)
Honor and shame is in talk: and the tongue of man is his fall. (Ecclesiastes 5:13)
What, must I hold a candle to my shames? (The Merchant of Venice)
Fool me once – shame on you. Fool me twice – shame on me.
Be thou ashamed that I have took upon me Such an immodest raiment. (The Two Gentlemen of Verona)
He who puts a friend to public shame is as guilty as a murderer.
We are ashamed of everything that is real about us; ashamed of ourselves, of our relatives, of our incomes, of our accents, of our opinions, of our experience, just as we are ashamed of our naked skins.
The more things a man is ashamed of, the more respectable he is.
The people who are dragging their shame into a confessional box, with their feet hanging out from under a curtain like wiggling worms, have courage to face their own shame. It is the cowards who are running off to pillboxes, and to a thousand and one other escapes, who have not the courage to face […]