Quotes About Judgment

Her people undoubtedly drank from clay jugs and hollered for Paw when the vittles were ready — so who was she to advise me on anything?

There's something about picking the psychic apart that I don't like. It's cynical and uninteresting.

These tabloids only want to exploit. They don't understand this woman and her life. They don't understand you, let alone someone like me. If you want my opinion, they're nothing but savages and we'd be better off without them.

Here was a person for whom the word pen had two syllables. Her people undoubtedly drank from clay jugs and hollered for Paw when the vittles were ready—so who was she to advise me on anything?

At around five, I took the L home. A woman near me had a three-year-old child on her lap, a girl, who looked at me and said, "Mommy, I hate that man.

Was it with a clear mind that she believed in us, or was it just the booze talking?

I told myself that if I looked at my brother differently, it was because of the suit, not the weight. He was a grown man now. He was going to get married, and therefore, he was a changed person. He took a sip of my father's weak coffee and spit it back into the mug. This shit's like making love in a canoe. Excuse me? It's fucking near water. Then again, I thought, maybe it is just the weight.

Now I think that guys who wear baseball caps with their sunglasses perched on the brims have guns, if—and this is important—the lenses of those sunglasses are mirrored or fade from orange to yellow, like a tequila sunrise.

It's a pretty grim world when I can't even feel superior to a toddler.

The two young women standing nearby had apparently listened in. "Give it to me," one of them said. She wore a lot of foundation, and her eyebrows qualified as drawings.

I'm now told that this is not called 'going to sleep' but rather 'passing out,' a phrase that carries a distinct hint of judgement.

Follow seven beers with a couple of scotches and a thimble of marijuana, and it's funny how sleep sort of just comes…I'm now told that this is not called 'going to sleep' but rather 'passing out,' a phrase that carries a distinct hint of judgement.

Would the teacher take note of my bulging eyes or comment on the thin strand of saliva hanging like fishing wire from the corner of my mouth?

When I saw myself through my parents' eyes, I saw a worm crawling through mud and shit toward a psychedelic mushroom, but when I saw myself through hers, I felt that things were possibly not as bad as they seemed.

In the end I decided the word was more about him than it was about me. But isn't it often that way?

Desde los doce años tengo la vista cansada, cansada de ver tanta estupidez alrededor

Falderson, he said quietly to Bahzell in passable Navahkan, is as stupid as the day is long. He craned his neck to gaze up at the hradani and shook his head. In fact, he's even stupider than I thought. You, sir, are the biggest damned hradani-no offense-I think I've ever seen.

need for you to infect him, since he already had a good sense

No one but a person who has been guilty himself could read guilt in others so well.

Most people tend to think the best of those who are blessed with beauty; we have difficulty imagining that physical perfection can conceal twisted emotions or a damaged mind.

The geometry of judgment is a circle. Hate is a snake that turns to consume itself from the tail, a circle that diminishes to a point, then to nothing. Pride is such a snake, and envy, and greed. Love, however, is a hoop, a wheel, that rolls on forever. We are rescued by those whom we have rescued. The saved become the saviors of their saviors.

Human beings, however, were different from apples and oranges: The flavor of the peel did not reliably predict the taste of the pulp.

Sometimes complex and difficult moral choices are decided less by reason and by right than by sentiment. Perhaps such decisions are paving stones on the road to Hell; if so, my route is well paved, and the welcoming committee all ready knows my name.

Sometimes complex and difficult moral choices are decided less by reason and by right than by sentiment.