Quotes About Judgment

As the service proceeded, the clergyman drew such pictures of the graces, the winning ways, and the rare promise of the lost lads, that every soul there, thinking he recognized these pictures, felt a pang in remembering that he had persistently blinded himself to them, always before, and had as persistently seen only faults and flaws in the poor boys.

Poor little creatures! she said. What can a person's heart be made of that can pity a Christian's child and yet can't pity a devil's child, that a thousand times more needs it!

It is easy to find fault, if one has that disposition. There was once a man who, not being able to find any other fault with his coal, complained that there were too many prehistoric toads in it. —Pudd'nhead Wilson's Calendar

Las monarquías, las aristocracias y las religiones se hallan todas basadas en ese enorme defecto de vuestra raza, a saber: la desconfianza que cada cual siente de su convecino, y su deseo, por propia seguridad o comodidad, de hacer buen papel ante los ojos de ese convecino.

Then her conscience reproached her, and she yearned to say something kind and loving; but she judged that this would be construed into a confession that she had been in the wrong, and discipline forbade that. So she kept silence, and went about her affairs with a troubled heart.

But who prays for Satan? Who in eighteen centuries, has had the common humanity to pray for the one sinner that needed it most?

But if Juliet's such a young gal, duke, my peeled head and my white whiskers is goin' to look oncommon odd on her, maybe." "No, don't you worry; these country jakes won't ever think of that.

However, like the rest of the world, I still go on underrating men of gold and glorifying men of mica. Commonplace human nature cannot rise above that.

They read those playful trifles in the solidest terms, and decided without hesitancy that if there had ever been any doubt that Dave Wilson was a pudd'nhead — which there hadn't — this revelation removed that doubt for good and all.

Better to Remain Silent and Be Thought a Fool than to Speak and Remove All Doubt

I'm subject to occasional theological nightmares. The one that leaves me in a cold sweat every time is, I arrive at the pearly gates and the first thing I'm asked is where I went to college.

Stigma" is a dressed-up word for ignorance and prejudice.

I am constantly overestimating and underestimating the human race - that rarely do I ever simply estimate it.

El corazón de los humanos no es como el mío. El de los humanos es una línea, mientras que el mío es un círculo y poseo la infinita habilidad de estar en el lugar apropiado en el momento oportuno. La consecuencia es que siempre encuentro humanos en su mejor y en su peor momento. Veo su fealdad y su belleza y me pregunto cómo ambas pueden ser lo mismo. Sin embargo, tienen algo que les envidio: al menos los humanos tienen el buen juicio de morir. - La Muerte

Her wrinkles were like slander. Her voice was akin to a beating with a stick.

They're brainless girls, otherwise they wouldn't be seen dead here. They're pretty, with ugly, appealing smiles and conversations we can't hear. They breathe smoke and blow it out, and words drop from their mouths and get crushed to the floor. Or they get discarded, just to glow with warmth for a moment, for someone else to tread on later.

I wanted to explain that I am constantly overestimating and underestimating the human race - that rarely do I ever simply estimate it. I wanted to ask her how the same thing could be so ugly and so glorious, and its words so damning and brilliant.

A SMALL PIECE OF TRUTH: I do not carry a sickle or scythe. I only wear a hooded black robe when it's cold. And I don't have those skull-like facial features you seem to enjoy pinning on me from a distance. You want to know what I truly look like? I'll help you out. Find yourself a mirror while I continue.

siempre encuentro humanos en su mejor y en su peor momento. Veo su fealdad y su belleza y me pregunto cómo ambas pueden ser lo mismo. Sin embargo, tienen algo que les envidio: al menos los humanos tienen el buen juicio de morir.

innocent Tommy Müller. He still cowered slightly whenever he saw her. "How could I know you were

al menos los humanos tienen el buen juicio de morir.

Don't ask him for help," Mama pointed out. "That Saukerl." Papa was staring out the window, as was often his habit. "He left school in fourth grade." Without turning around, Papa answered calmly, but with venom, "Well, don't ask her, either." He dropped some ash outside. "She left school in third grade.

just because I can't read, doesn't mean I'm stupid - Liesel

Bi oju ri enu a pamo. Not everything the eye sees should be spoken by the mouth.