Romans & histoires Conscience Quotes

“Ang tahimik mo kasi. Akala ko lasing ka.” “Naiinis lang ako sa’yo.” “Sorry na tsaka hindi naman ako nagpumilit na ihatid mo. Ikaw na ‘tong nag-insist.” “Dahil ‘yon sa conscience ko. Paano kung may nangyaring masama sa’yo? Sa tingin mo ba ay kakayanin ‘yon ng konsensya ko, huh?” “Sorry.” Labas sa ilong na saad ko. “Huwag mo na ulit gagawin ‘yon. Nagsisisi tuloy akong sinagot ko ang tawag mo. Bwisit!”

Ngunit wala ng Kyro na naabutan ito. “If you say so,” tugon naman ni Marquez at tumayo lang sa likuran nito,naghihintay kung may iuutos ba ang kanyang amo. “You know that I am a greedy person.I have the shares,the company,but..” he said and paused. “But,why does it seem like there’s a conscience that starts to build in my heart,” he said. “It’s not your fault,sir.” agad na salita ni Marquez.

"Ikaw asong babae!" "Nung nabalitaan mong makukuha mo ang pera, hindi ka ba pumayag sa diskarte ko? Ngayong may nangyari na, lahat ng responsibilidad ay ibinibigay mo sa akin. May konsensya ka pa ba?" "How dare you question if I have conscience? Kung wala talaga akong konsensya, matagal ko nang tinakasan ang anak ko. Sinong maghihirap dito sa piling mo..."

Nakita ko din ang pagpatak ng mumuting luha sa mga mata ni Harve. "So, tara na? Dadaan pa tayo ng mall dahil mamimili muna ang mga anak ko ng kahit anong gusto nila. Game ba kayo?" Pinasigla nito ang kanyang boses para pagtakpan ang pagluha. My conscience is killing me. Now, I am questioning kyself for what I have done. Kung tama ba ang ginawa kong paglayo at pagtatago sa kanilang dalawa. And my other side of me is wanting to chastise me for everything.

Kapagkuwan ay matatalim ang mga mata na bumaling sa kanya. Hindi siya nagpatinag nang ituon nito sa kanya ang kutsilyo at lalong lumapit. "Umalis ka na kung 'di mo gustong bumaon sa katawan mo ang susunod na bala!" pagbabanta niya. Gagawin niya talaga iyon kapag nanlaban pa ito. He was livid. He may not be a saint and had his fair share of sins but he still had his conscience. He can't stand seeing children, women and the elderly getting molested and violated.

I gagged in disgust. This man really testing my patience. I shouldn't let my conscience control me. I shouldn't save him and let his women cry over his coffin tomorrow. I should let hin drown and die. I was throwing him daggers while his eyes are shut. His head suddenly fell and leaned on my shoulder while mumbling something unclear in my ear.

I whispered to him with a smile and then left. Faller Coleman, you still need my help. You know I'm the only one you know here whom you can ask for help. Don't worry, I'll always be there for you. So, can you forgive me for what I did to you last year? My conscience is killing me, you know.

“Why on earth do I even have to say sorry? Wala naman akong ginawang masama, in fact sa aming dalawa, siya pa nga itong dapat na mag sorry, all I did is speak whatever was on my mind and there is just nothing wrong with that…” Walang pakealam na kausap sa sarili ni Faith saka muling nag pagulong-gulong sa kama nang muling sumagot ang kanyang konsensya. Well sometimes, you need to just keep your mouth shut especially when you have no idea what you are saying, Faith… Now you hurt the guy’s feeling by saying how bad he is, you judged him so quickly and that is wrong, very wrong… You have to apologize. “F*cking conscience…”

Magulo at salungat ang kanyang mga pahayag, ngunit pinilit pa rin niyang pangatawanan ang nakakatawang imahe ng “katarungan.” “Oo, tama ’yon… salamat… salamat sa pagpapaalala sa akin…” tugon ni Conrad. Nang makita siyang ganito—huling-huli na ngunit pilit pa ring nagtatakip sa sarili—hindi napigilan ni Haile ang magpakawala ng isang mahinang tawa. “Conrad,” bulong nito, ang pagbanggit sa kanyang pangalan ay tila isang balewalang bagay na pinalipad sa hangin. “Don’t be ridiculous.”

Siya ang unang bibitaw. “Should I confess? Or should I stay silent?” bulong niya sa sarili. Tahimik ang buong paligid, pero sa dibdib niya, parang may sigawan. Konsensya laban sa takot. Pag-ibig laban sa kasalanan. “For the first time, I wasn’t sure if silence was mercy or cowardice.”