Quotes About Judgment

I'm no high judge of righteousness." "Who is?" "But I find this to be a good thing." "Don't let anyone know, it might ruin my reputation." Yarvi saw an old woman glaring at him from across the square, and he smiled back, and waved, and watched her scuttle away. "It seems I've become the villain of this piece.

Que sea el monstruo el que pronuncie la sentencia de muerte para que así los demás podamos seguir pensando que somos gente inocente

I'm tempted to say this is no place for a lady like you." "We've only just met. You really have no idea what kind of lady I am. Why, you could be taking your life in your hands just talking to me.

I heard you had all the brains around here but Leo, why didn't you tell me how very handsome he is?' 'Well …' Leo cleared his throat. 'I suppose that's not the sort of thing a man notices …

far as the reputations of young women are concerned, the less fucking the better. The reverse is true for young men of course. Hardly fair, but then life is unfair in so many ways, this one hardly seems worth commenting on." "Huh.

Misjudgement is as much a part of life as unhappiness. It is nice to hold the power and make the choices for everyone. But the risk of making any choice is always that you might make the wrong one. We must make our choices nonetheless. Fear of being a grown-up is a poor reason to remain a child.

On the right side of history, maybe. Vick snorted. The thing about history is you don't know what the right side is till long afterwards, and by then it hardly matters. That's the sort o' thing you hear from folk who know they're on the wrong side.

beware most of clever men who look like fools

Jezal favoured him with a terse nod and turned away to look up the avenue. He could think of no possible reason why an officer would want to be familiar with the common soldiers. Furthermore, he was scarred and ugly. Jezal had no use whatever for ugly people.

Your problem is in caring what they call you.

If you wait till they seem bad, you've waited way too long.

The only choice was between falling on rocks or falling on water, and that was a choice that more or less made itself.

Logen tenía que haberse olido que uno no se debe fiar nunca de un tipo que no tiene pelo.

Didn't want to kill him, but in her experience it was far better to hit a man too hard than not hard enough.

Her father would've said it's a good thing, to show mercy. Long as you also show, when it's needful, that you can make of your heart a stone.

When it comes to virtue, after all, appearances are everything.

In high Beta, the outer world appears to be more real than the inner world. Our attention and conscious awareness primarily focus on everything that makes up the external environment. Thus, we identify more readily with those material elements: we criticize everyone we know, we judge the way our bodies look, we're overfocused on our problems, we cling to things we own out of fear that we might lose them, we busy ourselves with places we have to go, and we're preoccupied with time.

I hope if there is another world, we will not be judged too harshly for the things we did wrong here—that we will at least be forgiven for the mistakes we made out of love.

Aren't you going to tell me I'm not so bad? she asked. Mmm-no. I was thinking how every man loves a hot girl with a history of making mistakes. Because it's always possible she'll make one with you.

God loves man, we are told, but love must be proved by facts, not reasons. If you were in a boat and did not save a drowning man, you would burn in Hell for certain; yet God, in His wisdom, feels no need to use His power to save anyone from a single moment of suffering, and in spite of his inaction He is celebrated and revered.

Jude wondered if the chip was smart enough to tell the difference between a dog and a naked psychotic scrambling around on all fours with a knife in his teeth.

I hope if there is another world, we will not be judged too harshly for the things we did wrong here—that we will at least be forgiven for the mistakes we made out of love. I have no doubt it was a sin of some kind, to let such a one go.

Why don't you hit Ig?" Terry whispered. "He's the one checking out little redheads. Thinking lustful thoughts. He's coveting. Look at him. You can see it on his face. Look at that coveting expression." "Covetous," Derrick said.

At first glance Bing knew that although this man might have passed for forty or so, he was much older than that. His eyes had the soft, faded look of sea glass; they were old eyes, unfathomably old. He had a long, harrowed face, wise and kindly, although he had an overbite and his teeth were a little crooked. It was the sort of face, Bing supposed, that some people would describe as ferretlike, but in profile it also would've looked just fine on currency.