Grief and guilt. A powerful combination. Guilt like a liquid, a thin liquor, seeping everywhere, informing everything, saturating the whole-corrosive, like seawater, scented with the rich stench of ordure and corruption, and carrying with it hard, abrasive shards of grief. — Simon Mawer Copy Share Image
The right combination of guilt and machismo has sent many a fool out into the jungle when he should have stayed home. — Jimmy Buffett Copy Share Image
