A Quote by Jean Antoine Petit-Senn

Conscience whispers, but interest screams aloud. — © Jean Antoine Petit-Senn
Conscience whispers, but interest screams aloud.
The real satisfaction which praise can afford, is when what is repeated aloud agrees with the whispers of conscience, by showing us that we have not endeavored to deserve well in vain.
The negative screams at you but the positive only whispers.
Man screams from the depths of his soul; the whole era becomes a single, piercing shriek. Art also screams, into the deep darkness, screams for help, screams for the spirit. This is Expressionism.
Listen to the whispers or soon you will be listening to the screams.
When you are listening to someone you respect, treat their whispers like screams
Everyone just screams and screams and screams. I have accepted it as real now, but it still feels surreal.
At times on quiet waters one does not speak aloud but only in whispers, for then all noise is sacrilege.
The act of love . . . is a confession. Selfishness screams aloud, vanity shows off, or else true generosity reveals itself.
Conscience: that quiet voice which whispers that someone is watching.
Men never hesitated to declare their presence. They were permitted to live aloud, in reverberating thuds and clunks, while ladies were always schooled to abide in hushed whispers.
My Nafs screams out for what it desires. But my will to be free screams louder.
President Trump needs to listen to the screams of the children and the screams of this nation.
Even in the fiercest uproar of our stormy passions, conscience, though in her softest whispers, gives to the supremacy of rectitude the voice of an undying testimony.
Failures can be God's little whispers (or) a full earthquake in our lives because we didn't listen to the whispers
Yet still there whispers the small voice within, Heard through Gain's silence, and o'er Glory's din; Whatever creed be taught or land be trod, Man's conscience is the oracle of God.
So nigh is grandeur to our dust, So near is God to man, When Duty whispers low, 'Thou must,' The youth whispers, 'I can.
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