We live in an atmosphere of shame. We are ashamed of everything
that is real about us; ashamed of read more

We live in an atmosphere of shame. We are ashamed of everything
that is real about us; ashamed of ourselves, of our relatives, of
our incomes, of our accents, of our opinion, of our experience,
just as we are ashamed of our naked skins.

I never wonder to see men wicked, but I often wonder to see them not ashamed.

I never wonder to see men wicked, but I often wonder to see them not ashamed.

The books that the world calls immoral are books that show the world its own shame.

The books that the world calls immoral are books that show the world its own shame.

Having been poor is no shame, but being ashamed of it, is.

Having been poor is no shame, but being ashamed of it, is.

O shame, where is thy blush?

O shame, where is thy blush?

Shame is an ornament of the young; a disgrace of the old.

Shame is an ornament of the young; a disgrace of the old.

I am not ashamed that these reproaches can be cast upon us, and
that they can not be repelled.
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I am not ashamed that these reproaches can be cast upon us, and
that they can not be repelled.
[Lat., Pudet haec opprobria nobis
Et dici potuisse et non potuisse repelli.]

Common sense hides shame.

Common sense hides shame.

A nightingale dies for shame if another bird sings better.

A nightingale dies for shame if another bird sings better.