Quotes About Consequences

Depressed people did not usually engage in criminal conspiracies

Everything dies someday. Better to die thinking that you're going to miss a golden age, than to go out thinking that you had taken down your children's chances with you. That you'd left your descendants with all kinds of toxic long-term debts. Now that would be depressing. As it is, we only have to feel bad for ourselves.

It's stupid because it makes the assumption that your enemies are weaker than you, and will do what you want if you murder a few of them. But people aren't like that. I mean, think about how it will fall out. You go down that canyon and kill a bunch of people doing their jobs, and later other people come along and find the bodies. They'll hate you forever. Even if you do take over Mars someday they'll still hate you, and do anything they can to screw things up.

bubbles and Ponzi schemes and capitalism all have to keep growing or else they are in deep shit.

We'll all say that. We'll all go on and make the place safe. Roads, cities. New sky, new soil. Until it's all some kind of Siberia or Northwest Territories, and Mars will be gone and we'll be here, and we'll wonder why we feel so empty. Why when we look at the land we can never see anything but our own faces.

It's a life or death thing, society, and I think people mainly do recognize that, and the people who deny it are stupid fuckers, I say this unequivocally. Ignorant fools. That kind of stupidity should be put in jail.

Criminally negligent narcissists, child endangerers, child abusers, religious maniacs, and kleptoparasites, meaning they stole from their own descendants. These things happen.

When you discover that you are living in a fantasy that cannot endure, a fantasy that will destroy your world, and your children, what do you do?

tragedy of the time horizon. Meaning we can't imagine the suffering of the people of the future, so nothing much

we can't imagine the suffering of the people of the future, so nothing much gets done on their behalf. What we do now creates damage that hits decades later, so we don't charge ourselves for it, and the standard approach has been that future generations will be richer and stronger than us, and they'll find solutions to their problems. But by the time they get here, these problems will have become too big to solve. That's the tragedy of the time horizon

They were somewhere near Chelyabinsk 56, someone said. You don't want to go there, a Russian added. One of Stalin's biggest messes.

As you sow, so shall you reap has a neat ring to it but you are making a grievous mistake if you put your faith in that kind of cheap sentiment. There are no just deserts. The wages of sin are not necessarily hell and the path of goodness is often lined with treachery for the world is predicated upon the principle of randomness.

Å de hadde begge hat rædsel for følgerne, javel, og de hadde like så idelig fornyet rædslerne. Nei det var ikke sport og væddemål, det var murring i blodet, nødvendig dumhet og dårskap efter verdens ældste mønster, kanske også noget gyldent, kanske kjærlighet, de tkunde være så mange ting tilsammen.

Then realization had dawned. Oh, my God, you're the one who hurt Davis, the boy I was with. You saw us together, and you threw him down a gully. He broke both of his legs! He lived? Gaze narrowing, Lothaire had murmured, Not for much Longer.

Mortal, if there's one thing I've learned in all my years, it's this: lies are curses you place on yourself.

Those who betray me only do so once. ~Malkom Slaine (Demon From the Dark)

The hour grows late. Late? So? Do you have to be on Ash Campus early tomorrow? At the University of Nothing Matters?

He'd given her the mother of all hangovers - a run-in with the wrath of grapes.

Mortal, if there's one thing I've learned in all my years, it's this: lies are curses you place

lies are curses you place on yourself.

Love spells are a lot like platform diving. Once you start the process, there's no going back, and the end will be fugly if you don't know what the hell you're doing. —Mariketa the Awaited Mercenary of the Wiccae, Future Leader of the House of Witches

The female asked him, "Have you ever been bait? Well, besides jailbait. Rowr.

You've been a bad little mortal.

I'll get you back for this," Mari whispered to MacRieve. "I don't have to use magick to make you sorry for trying to humiliate me." "I thought your 'tube of lipstick' might bring you round. And I dinna even have to turn it on." Her cheeks burned anew. "Are you done?" "Canna say.