Culpa My Fault Quotes & Sayings

A newspaper is an adviser who does not require to be sought, but who comes of his own accord, and talks to you briefly every day of the common wealth, without distracting you from your private affairs. — Alexis De Tocqueville

I told him, 'Son, what is it with you? Is it ignorance or apathy?' He said, 'Coach, I don't know and I don't care. — Frank Layden

Gaga is an entertainer, so a hat for her is part of the illusion of entertaining. — Philip Treacy

There is only one solution if old age is not to be an absurd parody of our former life, and that is to go on pursuing ends that give our existence a meaning. — Simone De Beauvoir

Economist Frederick Thayer has studied the history of our balanced-budget crusades and has come up with some depressing statistics. We have had six major depressions in our history (1819, 1837, 1857, 1873, 1893 and 1929); all six of them followed sustained periods of reducing the national debt. We have had almost chronic deficits since the 1930s, and there has been no depression since then - the longest crash-free period in our history. — Molly Ivins

I will return more powerful than before. You are my eyes. You are my fists. You are my swords. — Leigh Bardugo

Mea culpa, mea culpa, mea maxima culpa - my fault, my fault, my most grievous fault - as she pounded her fist to her chest three times as if pounding shut a door to keep her guilt from escaping. — Rita Leganski

Islington smiled superciliously. "Lucifer?" It said. "Lucifer was an idiot. It wound up lord and master of nothing at all." The marquis grinned. "And you wound up lord and master of two thugs and a roomful of candles? — Neil Gaiman

At the time, most bodies worked on by anatomists were cold indeed. They were brought to Edinburgh from all over Britain
some came by way of the Union Canal. The resurrectionists
body-snatchers
pickled them in whisky for transportation. It was a lucrative trade."
"But did the whisky get drunk afterwards?"
Devlin chuckled. "Economics would dictate that it did. — Ian Rankin

Mea Culpa. By That Sin Fell the Angels. Exuro, Exuro, Exuro. — April Genevieve Tucholke

We kept forgetting. And we also couldn't let go. — Nova Ren Suma

Your thoughts were deeper than your mind, your little eyes pierced through the heart of your nation. — Euginia Herlihy