Sometimes family is more than just the people under your roof. They’re people who jump in, head first, who aren’t afraid to make fools of themselves to help you, who don’t hide their faces in shame if you fall down.
I would like to be without shame. I would like to be shameless. I would like to be ignorant. Then I would not know how ignorant I was.
I imagine being shot by a woman hurts the same as being shot by a man. Just a bit more shameful.
Ain’t no shame in holding on to grief. As long as you make room for other things, too.
You wanna know what’s shameful, Vic? Working your whole goddamn life, having nothing to show for it. You still think there’s good and bad? Right and wrong? There ain’t. There’s just this. Survival. Security. Pleasure. They don’t give out awards for dying in the projects.
Shame is what other people put on you. And they make it like you have to own it or something, but you don’t.
Shame is the reason dead people only go out at night.
Shame is some tricky s***, ain’t it? Makes you feel like you want to change, and then beats you back down when you think you can’t.
Shame is for the weak and the bored.
No matter your shame, gather your strength. Find a way to help those who need you.[to Michael]
Lie to me once, shame upon you. Lie to me twice, shame upon me.
Cuff me once, shame on you. Cuff me twice, shame on me.
