Quotes About Punishment

What happens when I break one of your fuckin' rules?

REVENGE is a kind of wild justice; which the more man's nature runs to, the more ought law to weed it out.

Hanging was the worst use a man could be put to.

My object all sublimeI shall achieve in time—To let the punishment fit the crime.

As some day it may happen that a victim must be found,I've got a little list—I've got a little list.Of society offenders who might well be underground,And who never would be missed—who never would be missed.

To sit in solemn silence in a dull dark dock,In a pestilential prison, with a life-long lock,Awaiting the sensation of a short, sharp shock,From a cheap and chippy chopper on a big black block.

We deserve punishment and get forgiveness; we deserve God's wrath and get God's love.

I love the one who punishes me well.

How anyone can believe in eternal punishment, or in any soul which God has made being "lost" and also believes in the love, nay, even in the justice of God is a mystery indeed.

Understanding isn't learned from punishment and anger. An iron has no gentle touch, and love ain't learned from hate.

The gods loves to punish whatever is greater than the rest.

It's sick that I experienced a once in a lifetime love - still as strong as the day it happened - & have been punished every single day since.

Even when we are punished for the wrong reasons, there is always a real cause for our punishment. Every unjust act, even committed for the sake of a just cause, carries its curse with it.

The curse did not come from God. It emanated from himself and had no other source but in his own actions; and this was true of every man and of every punishment.

exist in this h… I couldn't finish the word, even in my own head. It was a rude word, especially among those of my people who believed a place like this existed as punishment after death.

Ponder the achievement of God. He doesn't condone our sin, nor does he compromise his standard. He doesn't ignore our rebellion, nor does he relax his demands. Rather than dismiss our sin, he assumes our sin and, incredibly, sentences himself. God's holiness is honored. Our sin is punished....and we are redeemed. God does what we cannot do so we can be what we dare not dream: perfect before God.

Ever broken a promise you've made to God? Don't you deserve to be punished? And yet, here you are. Reading this book. Breathing. Still witnessing sunsets and hearing babies gurgle. Still watching the seasons change. There are no lashes on your back or hooks in your nose or shackles on your feet. Apparently God hasn't kept a list of your wrongs.

Until recently each generation found it more expedient to plead guilty to the charge of being young and ignorant, easier to take the punishment meted out by the older generation (which had itself confessed to the same crime short years before). The command to grow up at once was more bearable than the faceless horror of wavering purpose, which was youth.

I'll accept no excuse if you return a book to me that has been badly handled. My imagination boggled at the punishment I would deserve if in fact I did abuse a book of Mrs Flowers'. Death would be too kind and brief.

want your obedience. I expect it—no, I demand it. I don't relish nor will I enjoy the idea of punishing you. So if you seek to bait me so that you enjoy the thrill of discipline, you're sure to be disappointed.

It's seemed more like a punishment than a reward most days…" he said, his tone one of bitter resignation. Then his gaze lifted to meet mine, and his voice changed. "…at least until I found you.

Sister Ernestine said something very nasty about how maybe Miss Simon didn't realize how unpleasant detention at the Mission Academy could be. I assured Sister Ernestine that if she was threatening corporal punishment, I would tell my mother, who was a local news anchor-woman and would be over here with a TV camera so fast, nobody would have time to say so much as a single Hail Mary. Sister Ernestine was pretty quiet after that.

You have punished me long enough, you have punished yourself long enough. Return to me. I beg.

The myth of Persephone was such bullshit. The goddess's daughter gets kidnapped by the lord of the underworld and has to live six months on earth and six months in Hell, and the whiny little bitch acted as if it was a punishment At least Persephone got six months on earth every year.