Confess Quotes Novels & Stories

"I know that you were too drunk and confused at that moment. If you confess now, maybe the judge will give you a lighter sentence." I shook her off me in disgust. "Olivia Williams, the people who should be confessing their crime should be you and Nigel, not me!"

"Why confess your flaws? Why reveal your darkness? Why show us your imperfection? We believed in you. We trusted you. We followed you. Why destroy that belief? Why shatter that trust? Why undermine that following? Why tell us this?" "Because it is true," Ember said simply. "Because you deserve the truth. Because following someone based on a false belief is not real following. Because trusting someone based on incomplete knowledge is not real trust. Because believing in someone who hides their darkness is not real belief. You deserve to know who I really am. What I really am. How I really am. You deserve to know my flaws. My darkness. My imperfection. Then you can choose. Choose whether to st

I needed to confess everything, fully, without hiding behind the containment project as an excuse for choices I’d made willingly. I asked the nurse for privacy, waited until the room was quiet, and pulled out my phone. “My name is Isaac Brooke,” I said, pressing the record before I could talk myself out of it. “I need to confess, completely, without excuses, everything I did willingly during my marriage to Milly Whitmore.”

"I know. I love you too. " " I have a confession to make . " " In our world there are no confessions ; it's just honesty without judgement. " " I'm afraid of losing you and Axel . You two give meaning to my life and thank you for forgiving my mother and sister for what they did." " They are only human and so are you ." " I try . "

"This is a safe place. It is just you, me and God." "I have... I have..." I stuttered, "I have been committing acts that God would dislike." "God is forgiving," Father Daniels said to me. "Giving in to desires of flesh is easy to do, but confessing them proves your virtues." "It was very easy to do." I said before stopping myself. "Everything that you say here will be spoken of in confidence," Father Daniels reassured me when he sensed my nerves. "Speak freely." "I just..." I stuttered again, "I've done things that I never thought I would. I have allowed my lust to control me and make me do acts that others would find disgusting."

I am still working out what I believe. The sheer honesty of the admission hung in the air. There was no performed conversion here, no strategic pivot from a man who realized his old position was no longer tenable. Just the unvarnished truth of a process. A public confession that his legendary certainty had finally cracked. He has a name. I know his name. She knew exactly what it cost a man like Cornelius Voss to say those words to the woman he had once dismissed as Ms. Parks on heavy, cream-colored letterhead.

Tj repeats “Well now we confess” “That’s not how-“ Before Cole could have a valid crash out at Tj the small window seated between the booths open up and someone speaks. “Confession” a voice says from the other side, smooth and bored “State your sins” Tj doesn’t miss a beat and says “Bless me Father, for I’m about to sin” There’s a pause. Then a quiet chuckle. “Bold” the voice says “Proceed” Something clicks beneath the bench, the wooden wall behind us shifts- opening as cold air blows from the candle lit stairs going down.

’d continue to serve a God who killed my parents.” Roslyn grimaced and whimper upon hearing what David said. “I forbid ya to say that,” Roslyn said, standing to her feet. “A light has no function in the daytime, David; a beacon shines only when there is darkness. To discover the light that is within us, we must go through the darkness and when Christ said that he was the light of the world, he was not talking about an external light at the heart of the universe only.” David smiled fleetingly at Roslyn. “Ya still remember the book so well.” Roslyn slightly smiled and nodded her head in response. “I cannot forget Sr. Stanislaus spiritual reflections; ya used to be so in love with her books. I

“Hm?” My throat closed up and my stomach churned. I could feel sticky sweat beginning to gather at the back of my neck. I didn’t know which crime he was referring to, and I couldn’t afford to confess to one in hopes it would be right. For all I knew, this could be about Edwards eye. Fighting the tremor in my hands, I lifted my chin. “Like you said, obedience to ones parents is learned.” I clearly must’ve had a death wish, because the only thing that popped in my head was a quote from some popstar. “Everybody makes mistakes.”

But my voice shook as I spoke. “I’ll confess,” I muttered, the words tasting like poison in my mouth. The officer leaned forward, surprise flickering in his eyes. “What did you say?” My chest heaved. “I’ll confess. I… I can’t fight this anymore. The walls are closing in, and no one cares whether I live or die. He promised he wouldn’t leave me, but he did. So what’s the point? I’ll take the blame, if that’s what you all want.”