Quotes About Consequences

Hell is paved with good intentions. Heaven is paved with Oreos.

trying to make something sound innocent always backfires—I know that just from being a kid

One of the hardest things about parenting is that you just never know what the outcome will be. It's a total leap of faith. Even with decisions you feel fairly confident about (say, what to make for lunch), you just can't be sure of the consequences they'll have for this person you're raising. Will you like the adult this kid—your kid—becomes?

It's just words. How can words be dangerous?" "You have a lot to learn about the world, baby girl. Nothing is more dangerous than words." "That's stupid. What about a gun? A gun can kill you dead." "Only your body," Billy said. "It can't kill your soul. Words can kill your soul.

So if you run around putting a pillow under people to cushion their fall . . . well, I'm just not sure it's quite the favor we think it is.

life is just a series of our own choices catching up with us.

I guess life is just a series of our own choices catching up with us.

And that, I now realize, is how you start the pattern of silences. So innocently and on such a small scale, and then once you open the door for them, they barge in and take on a life of their own.

We just made the mistake of putting it off. We thought we would lose nothing by putting it off. We thought we had plenty of time. I guess that was our key mistake, right? We thought there would always be more time. Why do we do that? I mean, not just Luis and me. Everybody. Why does everybody do that? Think we'll have more time?

No good deed goes unpunished, she thought as she stepped into the outer office. Somehow it had fallen to her not only to teach the boy to read, but to heal his traumatic life. And all she had wanted was to buy a few cartons of unusually fresh eggs.

I don't think she meant any harm." "I'm sure she didn't. But people do plenty of harm when they didn't mean any. It happens all the time.

My mother had this thing she used to say. Before she died. "Nearly everything is easier to get into than it is to get out of.

Nothing is more dangerous than words. Words can kill your soul.

We take all these little calculated risks. All the time. Nine hundred and ninety-nine times out of a thousand nothing goes wrong. And the one time it does, we blame the person who took the risk, tell them they should have known better than to ever do such a thing.

So if you run around putting a pillow under people to cushion their fall . . . well, I'm just not sure it's quite the favor we think it is." They stood quietly a moment,

Anything that lifts responsibility for our actions is addictive, I've found. So really, looking back, I'd have to say that was not the hard moment. The tough bit is always later, when you're held responsible for yourself again, and your life is expected to go on.

ever do such a thing. Which I'm not saying is wrong, but we know we take risks, too. Maybe we even blame them more because we want to pretend it never could have happened to us. But of course it could have. We make life-and-death decisions every day. The odds are just really good on most of them. But if something goes wrong, we're still responsible. And we don't get to do it over, either.

Sometimes we have to own our decisions. Good or bad." "Right," Allie said. "I'm getting that. I thought I got that all along, my whole life. But it turns out I just

Somebody should put a warning label on everything in life that's about fear. Being afraid to die, being afraid your daughter will die, being afraid of getting hurt in love. It should all have a warning label to let people know it can be habit-forming. Once you decide to put all your energy into being scared of something, you might wake up one day and find out you have no idea how to stop. It happens to people. More often than anybody seems willing to admit.

We couldn't do as much harm if people could feel what they were doing.

When an eleven-year-old boy can be beaten within an inch of his life for walking down the street with the wrong friend . . . ," he said, ". . . well, I just don't see what chance we have, Lucy. We'll get somebody killed.

Anything that lifts responsibility for our actions is addictive, I've found. So

This is what comes of having a heart, even a very small and young one. It causes no end of trouble, and that's the truth.

September did not want to feel for the Marquess. That's how villains get you, she knew. You feel badly for them, and next thing you know, you're tied to train tracks. But her wild, untried heart opened up another bloom inside her, a dark branch heavy with fruit.