Quotes About Judgment

You can tell a lot about someone's personality by how he orders coffee. "Decaf please, skim milk, no sugar." That's the kind of a guy who goes through the car wash wearing a seat belt.

If you didn't talk, I began to realize, people assumed you couldn't hear.

The older I get, the more I realize that what other people think about me has little to do with who I am. All of us – Jews, Catholics, Lutherans, even the godless – will always be seen by others through their personal spectacles of perception.

I am not an angel and do not pretend to be. That is not one of my roles. But I am not a devil, either. I am a woman and a serious artist, and I would like so to be judged.

Det er klart disse unge hadde handlet i god tro, en måtte vel tilgi dem. Skjønt de fleste syntes nok at ungdommer nå til dags var litt vel foretaksomme.

some men warm themselves at others' sins.

a man's character should be weighed along with his counsel.

Knowing a man for a fool, why should I trouble myself with his maggots?

The task of the educator lies in seeing that the child does not confound good with immobility and evil with activity.

My mom doesn't know what it's like to be less than perfect, how people zoom in on that until it's all they see. Maybe because it weirds them out...or maybe because it makes them feel better about themselves. People do pretty ugly things to make themselves feel better, this I do know.

And think before you act because you'll have to take responsibility for your actions.

People do stupid, thoughtless things every day, and very often there's no understanding why.

People are sometimes really different from what you first think. You have to give them a chance.

Camels are snobbishand sheep, unintelligent;water buffaloes, neurasthenic—even murderous.Reindeer seem over-serious.

What is our innocence,what is our guilt? All arenaked, none is safe.

Blessed is the man who "takes the risk of a decision" — asks himself the question: "Would it solve the problem? Is it right as I see it? Is it in the best interests of all?

Appraisal seems chiefly useful as appraisal of the appraiser.

Until we have seen someone's darkness, we don't really know who they are. Until we have forgiven someone's darkness, we don't really know what love is.

Rather than accepting that we are the loving beings that He created, we have arrogantly thought that we could create ourselves, and then create God. Because we are angry and judgmental, we have projected those characteristics onto Him. We have made up a God in our image. But God remains who He is and always has been: the energy, the thought of unconditional love.

La gente que tiene el corazón en el cuello, en los labios, en los pantalones, en fin, en cualquier otro lugar que no sea en su lugar, acusa de no tener corazón a quien sí lo tiene en su lugar. Después de haber buscado en vano ese corazón en cada uno de los lugares que ellos conocen para el corazón, se convencen de que no tiene corazón; pues él lo tiene justamente en su lugar y ahí no se les ocurre buscarlo[1].

I sometimes imagine there is a clerk behind a desk situated between the brain and the mouth. It is his job to examine utterances on their way out, and stamp them with approval or send them back for reconsideration. If such a clerk exists, mine must be very harried and overworked; and on occasion he puts his head down on the desk in despair, letting things pass without so much as a second glance.

You and I are not held to the same standards, Andrew. People will forgive a slip, a weakness, a minor personal folly — when it comes from a man. They may click their tongues at you, even gossip about your behavior…but at worst, it will only reflect on you. "If I misstep, it goes far beyond me. Errors on my part are proof that women are unsuited to professional work.

All hail that bane of the upper class, a scene. The spectre of being publicly shamed

Perfectionism at its core isn't about high standards. It's about fear. Fear of failure. Fear of looking stupid, fear of making a mistake, fear of being judged, criticized, and ridiculed. It's the fear that one simple fact might be true: You're just not good enough.