1 The tortures of the accused did not equal mine; she was sustained by innocence, but the fangs of remorse tore my bosom and would not forgo their hold.
2 Thus spoke my prophetic soul, as, torn by remorse, horror, and despair, I beheld those I loved spend vain sorrow upon the graves of William and Justine, the first hapless victims to my unhallowed arts.
3 The blood flowed freely in my veins, but a weight of despair and remorse pressed on my heart which nothing could remove.
4 Three years before, I was engaged in the same manner and had created a fiend whose unparalleled barbarity had desolated my heart and filled it forever with the bitterest remorse.
5 Such would be my liberty except that in my Elizabeth I possessed a treasure, alas, balanced by those horrors of remorse and guilt which would pursue me until death.
6 The agonies of remorse poison the luxury there is otherwise sometimes found in indulging the excess of grief.
7 A frightful selfishness hurried me on, while my heart was poisoned with remorse.
8 Blasted as thou wert, my agony was still superior to thine, for the bitter sting of remorse will not cease to rankle in my wounds until death shall close them forever.
9 It was impossible to doubt that, whatever painful efficacy there might be in the secret sting of remorse, a deadlier venom had been infused into it by the hand that proffered relief.
The Scarlet Letter By Nathaniel HawthorneGet Context In XIII. ANOTHER VIEW OF HESTER
10 The striking of the clock aroused me, but not from my dejection or remorse, and I got up and had my coat fastened round my neck, and went out.
Great Expectations By Charles DickensGet Context In Chapter LII
11 I looked up with a flush upon my face and remorse in my heart, but Mr. Mell's eyes were fixed on Steerforth.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensGet Context In CHAPTER 7. MY 'FIRST HALF' AT SALEM HOUSE
12 Though I could almost have consigned her to the mercies of the wind on the topmost pinnacle of the Cathedral, without remorse, I made a virtue of necessity, and gave her a friendly salutation.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensGet Context In CHAPTER 39. WICKFIELD AND HEEP
13 I was obliged to hurry away; I was kept out late; and I felt all night such pangs of remorse as made me miserable.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensGet Context In CHAPTER 44. OUR HOUSEKEEPING
14 Long unused to any self-control, the piercing agony of her remorse and grief was terrible.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensGet Context In CHAPTER 47. MARTHA
15 I sit down by the fire, thinking with a blind remorse of all those secret feelings I have nourished since my marriage.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensGet Context In CHAPTER 53. ANOTHER RETROSPECT