My only sin, and it’s an enormous one, is that my conscience does not accuse me of anything.
Well, maybe she’s lying. I mean, you know the sort of people that go to church. Sinners.
You don’t need to remind me of my sins. Just never forget your own.
You think you’re bold? You think you know sin? You’re still learning the language, I wrote the bloody book.
Laymen always think we priests are scandalized by even the slightest things, whereas the truth is the exact opposite. We are never scandalized, no profession has to deal with sin on such a continual basis as ours. The confessional is our operating room. Just as surgeons have no fear of blood, so we priests are no longer afraid of scandal and sin.
It’s fashionable in this modern age to dismiss the idea of good and evil, but there is evil, and it finds purchase in good men by giving sin the sweet taste of ecstasy.
Even in sin, you can still be a saint.
We’ve all done things to survive. There are such sins at my back it would kill me to turn around.
The people closest to you will always pay the most for your sins.
Love isn’t gonna save us. It’s what we have to save. Pain makes us strong enough to do it. All our scars, our anger, our despair, it’s armor. Baby, God loves the sinners best because our fire burns bright, bright, bright. Burn with me.[to David]
All sins can be forgiven when someone loves you.
What you’re saying doesn’t make you a sinner. But it does make you a tremendous s***. Just for now. It doesn’t have to be terminal.[about Spencer’s complaints about Rick]
