Quotes About Consequences

Befragt die Geringeren, auf daß nicht die Größeren Euch antworten und mehr heraufbeschwören, als Ihr vermöget

When speculators have once entered Wall Street, they never leave it except in a pine box or a rosewood case, according to circumstances.

Hef ég drepið mann eða hef ég ekki drepið mann? Hver hefur drepið mann og hver hefur ekki drepið mann? Hvenær drepur maður mann og hvenær drepur maður ekki mann? Fari í helvíti sem ég drap mann. Og þó.

Það hafa sagt mér frændur mínir, að þá er norræn kona ann manni um alla hluti fram, kaupi hún með legorði sínu af flugumanni að hann drepi elskhuga hennar, en taki síðan vegandann til eignar sér.

War is the unfolding of miscalculations. —BARBARA TUCHMAN

I inherit the results of my acts of body, speech, and mind. My actions are my continuation.

Evil, as she saw it, need not be committed only by demonic monsters but—with disastrous effect—by morons and imbeciles as well, especially if, as we see in our own day, their deeds are sanctioned by religious authority.

Without being forgiven, released from the consequences of what we have done, our capacity to act would, as it were, be confined to one single deed from which we could never recover; we would remain the victims of its consequences forever, not unlike the sorcerer's apprentice who lacked the formula to break the spell.

and if he suffers, he must suffer for what he has done, not for what he has caused others to suffer.

Only a man who does not survive his one supreme act remains the indisputable master of his identity and possible greatness because he withdraws into death from the possible consequences and continuation of what he began.

Either the victors must judge the vanquished or we must leave the defeated to judge themselves. (Robert H. Jackson, Justice at Nuremberg)

The truth is that the price of totalitarian rule was so high that in neither Germany nor Russia has it yet been paid in full.

And if he did not always like what he had to do...he never forgot what the alternative would have been. Not only in Argentina, leading the unhappy existence of a refugee, but also in the courtroom in Jerusalem, with his life as good as forfeited, he might have still preferred—if anybody had asked him—to be hanged as Obersturmbannführer a.D. (in retirement) rather than living out his life quietly and normally as a traveling salesman for the Vacuum Oil Company.

In the simplicity of everyday life one rule reigns supreme: Each good action, even for a 'bad cause,' adds some real goodness to the world; each bad action even for the most beautiful of all ideals makes our common world a little worse.

Getting into a fight with a popular senior. Pissing off a school teacher and the local chief of police. Hanging with two major-league losers. She slapped my back. Welcome to high school.

America was waking up, as Germany once did, to the awareness that one-third of our people will kill one-third of our people while one-third of our people watches.

Myron remembered something his father once told him: People have an amazing capacity to mess up their own lives.

Man may be evil or good, that wasn't the issue. The issue was that man rarely considered the consequences of his actions. In short, man was often just plain stupid.

When I got home, I poured myself one last quick drink. I took a deep sip and let the warm liquor travel to destinations well known. Yes, I drink. But I'm not a drunk. That's not denial. I know I flirt with being an alcoholic. I also know that flirting with alcoholism is about as safe as flirting with a mobster's underage daughter. But so far, the flirting hasn't led to coupling. I'm smart enough to know that might not last. Chloe

The other: "Oh my God, we were like so wasted." "From beer?" "Beer and shots, yeah." "How did you get home?" "Randy drove." At the top of the stairs, Myron stiffened.

Man may be evil or good, that wasn't the issue. The issue was that man rarely considered the consequences of his actions.

And bad stays. Bad doesn't go away. You bury bad, it digs itself out. You throw bad in the middle of the ocean, it comes back at you like a tidal wave.

Just because you do right doesn't mean that wrong won't still find you.

The Boomerangs' motto was an obvious one: Karma is like a boomerang—whatever you give out will come back to you.