A Quote by Madam C. J. Walker

I am not ashamed of my past. I am not ashamed of my humble beginning. — © Madam C. J. Walker
I am not ashamed of my past. I am not ashamed of my humble beginning.
I am not ashamed of my past; I am not ashamed of my humble beginnings.
I am not ashamed of my grandparents for having been slaves. I am only ashamed of myself for having at one time being ashamed.
And though I have done many shameful things, I am not ashamed of who I am. I am not ashamed of who I am because I know who I am. I have tried to rip myself open and expose everything inside - accepting my weaknesses and strengths - not trying to be anyone else. 'Cause that never works, does it?So my challenge is to be authentic. An I believe I am today. I believe I am.
Why should I? I've done nothing to be ashamed of. I am not ashamed - I am only beaten
I have nothing to be ashamed of. And I love to talk about the things that I am ashamed of.
I'm ashamed of what I did, but I'm not ashamed of what I've done to correct my mistakes..... I'm proud of who I am.
I am ashamed every day, and more ashamed the next.
I love my past, I love my present. I am not ashamed of what I have had, and I am not sad because I no longer have it.
I have since often observed, how incongruous and irrational the common temper of mankind is, especially of youth ... that they are not ashamed to sin, and yet are ashamed to repent; not ashamed of the action for which they ought justly to be esteemed fools, but are ashamed of the returning, which only can make them be esteemed wise men.
[W]e are the heirs of a past of rope, fire, and murder. I for one am not ashamed of this past. My shame is for those who became so inhuman that they could inflict this torture upon us.
I am generally ashamed to walk out in new clothes. And why am I ashamed? Is it because I don't want to embarrass the others who don't have new things? Or perhaps because a new coat makes you stand out, and you seem to be clothes and nothing else.
I am not ashamed of anything - not my past, not my affairs, not my body, and most definitely not my desire.
I have never been remotely ashamed of having been depressed. Never. What's to be ashamed of? I went through a really rough time and I am quite proud that I got out of that.
I'm an honest man. I am living my life. I'm not stealing. And I've never been ashamed of who I am - I am a Roma.
You ought to be ashamed of yourself, running around, not married, staying out all night. Ashamed!" "Ashamed!" my grandmother echoed. Good to know they still agreed on things after forty-three years of marriage.
Those who are ashamed of what they ought not to be ashamed; and are not ashamed of what they ought to be - such men, embracing erroneous views, enter the woeful path.
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