There is in all animals a sense of duty that man condescends to call instinct.
For every person who atones, a hundred others find regret sufficient.
As a friend, you first give your understanding, then you try to understand.
One of life's regrets is that you didn't always tell the truth, and now it's too late, because the truth has changed.
Sign over the gates of hell: "Doesn't mean you're a bad person."
Seems like nothing ever brings you back to reality that makes you want to stay there.