Quotes About Judgment

Sizi akl? ba??nda sanmalar?n?n en iyi yolu baya?? piÅŸkin olmakt?r. Ä°yiden iyiye piÅŸkinseniz mesele yok, o zaman hemen hemen ne yapsan?z yeridir, ne isterseniz, çoÄŸunluk sizden yanad?r ve kimin deli olup olmad???na karar veren de çoÄŸunluktur

liked the way Jane smiled at her—as if Jane was looking for and seeing the very best in Chloe. Not like teachers, always correcting you, trying to improve you, and not like parents, just waiting for you to do the next wrong thing, so they could shake their heads and let you know how disappointed they were in you. . . .

She had a thing for cocky assholes. When they expressed interest in her it seemed meaningful. When nice guys hit on her, she had trouble caring. 

I've always held that early marriage is a sure indication of second-rate goods that had to be sold in a hurry. - Martin Harris

But that would be terrible queer, Anne. And what would Mrs Harmon Andrews say? Ah, there's the rub, sighed Anne. There are so many things in life we cannot do because of the fear of what Mrs Harmon Andrews would say. What delightful things we might do were it not for Mrs Harmon Andrews!

Creo que la gente hace bonitos o feos a los nombres, según como se comporte - Diana. Ana de Avonlea.

Some people's taste is to an educated taste as is the visual impression received by a purblind eye to that of a normal eye. Where a normal eye will see something clearly articulated, a weak eye will see a blurred patch of colour.

an inner process stands in need of outward criteria

How could human behaviour be described? Surely only by showing the actions of a variety of humans, as they are all mixed up together. Not what one man is doing now, but the whole hurly-burly, is the background against which we see an action, and it determines our judgment, our concepts, and our reactions.

Suppose that the colour struck you as brighter on one day than on another; would you sometimes say: I must be wrong, that colour is certainly the same as yesterday? This shews that we do not always resort to what memory tells us as the verdict of the highest court of appeal.

If a person tells me he has been to the worst places I have no reason to judge him; but if he tells me it was his superior wisdom that enabled him to go there, then I know he is a fraud.

In order to make an error, a man must already judge in conformity with mankind.

Either my piece is a work of the highest rank, or it is not a work of the highest rank. In the latter (and more probable) case I myself am in favour of it not being printed. And in the former case it's a matter of indifference whether it's printed twenty or a hundred years sooner or later. After all, who asks whether the Critique of Pure Reason, for example, was written in 17x or y.

we are ready enough to note the faults of others, while all the time unconscious of our own.

Per chi cade nella colpa, signore, il responsabile di tutte le colpe che seguono, non è sempre chi, primo, determinò la caduta?

Mi basterà, stai sicura, questa indifferenza, per aver coraggio, non già davanti a un uomo, che è nulla; ma davanti a tutti e sempre. Vivo in tal clima, cara che posso non curarmi di niente; della morte come della vita, figurati poi del ridicolo degli uomini e dei loro meschini giudizio. Non temere. Ho capito il giuoco.

Non si può giudicare il mondo d'un artista con un criterio di giudizio attinto altrove che da questo mondo medesimo

There is one point, however, on which I wish you would give me a little enlightenment, and that is, how you can rest quietly when you reflect that there is someone who is doing his utmost to persuade others that you are as he sees you, endeavoring firmly to establish you in the estimation of others in accordance with his judgment of you, and to prevent others from seeing and judging you in any other manner?

People can't help the way they look, just the way they act.

One man's weakness is another man's mercy.

It made me think of how thin the border was between attractive and not, and yet, if it was there, you didn't want to cross it.

And I could tell she loved him. And although she was an evil fungus growing on 200 pounds of irritated lard, her feelings were real.

Maybonne said Just because someone has lace-up hip huggers does not mean they can control the world. Then Magreet let her wear those pants. When my aunt saw them on her she shouted Are you trying to kill me?!

How old do you have to be to make a bad drawing?