Remorse in sentence

208 examples of Remorse in a sentence

Then, when her eyes wandered over the chimney-piece ornamented with Chinese screens, over the large curtains, the armchairs, all those things, in a word, that had, softened the bitterness of her life, remorse seized her or rather an immense regret, that, far from crushing, irritated her passion.

This discovery, which at any other time would have filled her with remorse and with a profound agitation, was no more to her than a singular spectacle, but one that left her indifferent.

Instead of his paying attention to the transports which he excited, and to the remorse that increased their vivacity, the idea of duty was continually before his eyes.

He feared a terrible remorse, and undying ridicule, should he depart from the ideal plan that he had set himself to follow.

Julien's departure brought no cessation of the transports which were shaking her in spite of herself, nor of her struggle with the remorse that was tearing her.

This look consoled Madame de Renal; it did not remove all her uneasiness; but her uneasiness removed, almost entirely, the remorse she felt when she thought of her husband.

This frown, or rather his remorse for his imprudence, was the first check administered to the illusion that was bearing Julien away.

Shortly after their return to Vergy, Stanislas Xavier, the youngest of the children, took fever; at once Madame de Renal was seized by the most fearful remorse.

Then her incessant remorse deprived Madame de Renal even of the power to sleep; she never emerged from a grim silence: had she opened her mouth, it would have been to confess her crime to God and before men.

'God is punishing me,' she added in a whisper; 'He is just; I adore His equity; my crime is shocking, and I was living without remorse!

That, how can I doubt it, is the remorse that is killing her; there is true nobility of feeling.

In the midst of these alternations of love, remorse and pleasure, the days passed for them with lightning rapidity.

Are you tired of my follies, of my remorse, impious one?

'Can this be the woman who was being driven mad by remorse?' he thought.

Hers was one of those noble and romantic natures, for which to see the possibility of a generous action, and not to perform it gives rise to a remorse almost equal to that which one feels for a past crime.

But she was no longer the simple, timid woman of the previous year; her fatal passion, her spells of remorse had enlightened her.

Henceforward you will live without remorse.

Keen remorse seemed to be doing battle with this love.

He was mistaken with regard to the letter; Madame de Renal, under the influence of her friend Madame Derville, was entirely absorbed in her own profound remorse.

The remorse will be enough to poison my whole life,' he said to himself, 'she will never write to me.

He hesitated no longer; the fear of remorse gave him complete command of himself; he added coldly as he rose to his feet:'Yes, Madame, I leave you for ever, may you be happy; farewell.'

Had they come a little earlier, this return to tender sentiments, the eclipse of remorse in Madame de Renal would have been a divine happiness; obtained thus by artifice, they were no more than mere pleasure.

'And so,' he thought, 'the approach of physical danger, so far from disturbing her, restores her gaiety because she forgets her remorse!

Will not everything then be to me horror and remorse?'

At Pere-Lachaise, when people strew flowers on their graves, as you so charmingly say in Paris, we are told that they combined all the virtues of the knights of old, and we hear of the great deeds of their ancestor who lived in the days of Henri IV: If, despite the good offices of Principe d'Araceli, I am not hanged, and if I ever come to enjoy my fortune in Paris, I hope to invite you to dine with nine or ten murderers who are honoured and feel no remorse.

A charming young man who has all the qualities that I lack: a ready wit, birth, fortune ...'This remorse will pursue me all my life, not for her, there are heaps of mistresses,"but only one honour",as old Don Diego says, and here I am clearly and plainly recoiling from the first peril that comes my way; for that duel with M. de Beauvoisis was a mere joke.

Already she was devoured by remorse.

Whenever, for an instant, the strength of her will made her remorse silent, feelings of shyness and outraged modesty made her extremely wretched.

Wearied with keeping her thoughts on so high a plane, sometimes also she would sigh for the moments of happiness which she had found in his company; these memories were not untouched by remorse, which at certain moments overwhelmed her.

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