Quotes About Judgment

It is beyond any man's wisdom to judge the secret heart of another... for in it are good and evil mixed.

It is beyond any man's wisdom to judge the secret heart of another," he said, "for in it are good and evil mixed.

alas, in most of us good and bad are closely woven as the threads on a loom; greater wisdom than mine is needed for the judging

It is easy to judge evil unmixed," replied Gwydion. "But, alas, in most of us good and bad are closely woven as the threads on a loom; greater wisdom than mine is needed for the judging.

Inom de flesta av oss är gott och ont sammanflätade så tätt som trådarna på en vävstol. Större visdom än min krävs för den domen.

After all, what could you expect from a pig but a grunt?

When people have the freedom to choose, they choose wrong, every single time.

The world demands I make good choices on no information, and then blames my maidenhood for my mistakes, as if my maidenhood were responsible for my ignorance. Ignorance is not stupidity, but it might as well be. And I do not like feeling stupid.

Lately I have come to believe that the principle difference between Heaven and Hell is the company you keep there....

stupidity can be as bad as malice

But have you ever overheard two women discussing men? Men are crude liars, comparing their drabs, but women - I'd rather have [an] anatomist dissect me alive than to listen to the things the ladies say about us when they think they are alone.

He said that permitting private judgments to turn my duty in the smallest matter would be just like getting a little bit pregnant -- that the consequences would very soon get beyond me.

Once you had delegated the best people to do a job for you, you had to trust both them and your judgment. What

Lately, I have come to believe that the principal difference between heaven and hell is the company you keep there.

I'd have been a fool not to have thought of it, and a greater fool not to have thought better of it.

Indeed. On average, one-half of all supplicants to come before a judge's bench must depart angry and disappointed. But not, by that, necessarily wronged..

Miles looked up at his father. "Did I do the right thing, sir? Last night?" "Yes," said the Count simply. "A right thing. Perhaps not the best of all possible right things. Three days from now you may think of a cleverer tactic, but you were the man on the ground at the time. I try not to second-guess my field commanders." Miles's heart rose in his aching chest for the first time since he'd left Kyril Island. He nodded, satisfied.

Death is not a performance to rate ourselves upon, or berate ourselves upon either.

My father has been accused of many things, but stupidity has never, I believe, been one of them.

Even as a learned divine it was not his place to judge men's souls. The gods in their time would do so without fail and with much fuller knowledge.

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder…

If they knew Patsy at all they'd know she could not stand fakes. She was a good judge of people. She knew who was real and who wasn't. If they weren't real, they weren't getting a minute of Patsy's time.

Presumably the car at the gate was Matt, the man who would work over Priss, head to toes. Even from a distance, Matt looked flamboyant with bleached-blond hair, dark shades and a purple convertible. It was unreasonable and it made little sense, but because he'd be working on Priss, Trace disliked him on sight.

No one thinks you're an idiot. That's just dumb.