Girls blush, sometimes, because they are alive, half wishing they were dead to save the shame. The sudden blush devours them, neck and brow; They have drawn too near the fire of life, like gnats, and flare up bodily, wings and all. What then? Whos sorry for a gnat or girl? – Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Shame is worse than death. – Proverb

He scratched his ear, the infallible resource to which embarrassed people have recourse. – Lord (George Gordon) Byron

It is the public scandal that offends; to sin in secret is no sin at all. – Moli