Quotes About Consequences

When it was time to write, and he took his pen in his hand, he never thought of consequences; he thought of style. I wonder why I ever bothered with sex, he thought; there's nothing in this breathing world so gratifying as an artfully placed semicolon.

Right is what you can get away with, and wrong is what they whip you for.

You will see that it is not in your interests to protect the gentlemen who share your sin. Because if the position were reversed, believe me, they would not spare a thought for you.

There were no rules, only consequences.

There were not rules, only consequences

Mark this! who lives beyond his means Forfeits respect, loses his sense; Where?er he goes, through the seven births, All count him knave: him women hate.

But there's no guarantee that the world will change the way you want it to. I think that's the danger of changing the past that the minister was talking about.

When someone insults you, even murder is forgivable? I see. What you told me is very important. You insulted that innocent old man's life. So I changed one of your guns into a banana. You should savor your last meal as best you can.

That's what comes of hungering for something; you forget to check if it's rotten before you gobble it down

Clever girl. You play with fire because you want to be burnt.

It's ridiculous the way everyone acts like killing a king is going to make someone better at being one," Vivi says. "Imagine if, in the mortal world, a lawyer passed the bar by killing another lawyer.

Isn't every hero aware of all the terrible reason they did those good deeds?" Aware of every mistake they ever made and how good people got hurt because of their decisions? Don't they recall the moments they weren't heroic at all? The moments where their heroism led to more deaths than deliberate villainy ever could?

But now I wonder--what if everyone is pretty much the same and it's just a thousand small choices that add up to the person you are? No good or evil, no black and white, no inner demons or angels whispering the right answers in our ears like it's some cosmic SAT test. Just us, hour by hour, minute by minute, day by day, making the best choices we can. The thought is horrifying. If that's true, then there's no right choice. There's only choice.

Magic gives you a lot of choices," Grandad says. "Most of them are bad.

I haul around and slap him. It's a stinging blow, smearing the gold on his cheekbone and causing his skin to redden. We stare at each other for long moments, breathing hard. His eyes are bright with something entirely different from anger. I am in over my head. I am drowning.

She's going to want to wear your skull for a hat," Oak warns. There is an uncomfortable shifting among the ex-falcons. Perhaps they are recalling their own choice to denounce her, their own punishment. "And Cardan is going to laugh and laugh when she does.

Stories can justify anything. It doesn't matter if the boy with the heart of stone is a hero or a villain; it doesn't matter if he got what he deserved or if he didn't. No one can reward him or punish him, save the storyteller.

I thought I was playing the game of pissing off people who hated me already and eating the consequences.

Anyone who offers up their heart on a silver platter deserves what they get.

Sometimes life gives us the terrible gift of our own wishes come true.

Instead, it just reminded her that sometimes there were no good choices.

Someone tries to betray the High King, murder. Someone gives you a harsh look, murder. Someone disrespects you, murder. Someone ruins your laundry, murder.

This is never going to be over," I shout. "Someone will always be after me. There's always consequences. Well, BRING IT. I am done with being afraid, and I am done with you.

The Grand General would mount your head on a wall," Nicasia informed him, patting his cheek. "A very fine head," he informed her with a wicked grin. "Suitable for mounting.