Quotes About Judgment

What could a fool be thinking but further foolishness?

La soga parecía tranquila cuando dormía sobre la mesa o en el suelo.Nadie la hubiera creído capaz de ahorcar a nadie.

First impressions are crap.

We think about what to do, and muster considerations and arguments in favor of one course or another. How are we to think about that?

Judgement comes from experience, and experience comes from bad judgement.

Sit in these auditions for three weeks and hear "I Believe I Can Fly" out of tune for the millionth time, YOU try and be nice

Cultural judgments, in other words, aren't just subjective, they are self-revealing, and to become another person, to fake ourselves for whatever reason, means having to pretend to like things in which we find nothing valuable at all

Of course you can judge a book by its cover; moreover, we are obliged to.

The doors of Hell are never bolted or barred, to those who belong there.

And we all have the right to go to Hell in our own way.

When God wanted a city levelled, or all the first-born slaughtered in one night, he sent an angel.

Saw you by the Dumpster, eating a pile of what appeared to be human vomit. You seemed like someone who doesn't take himself too seriously. Not sure if you're male or female, but either way I'd love to smell your genitals. Let me know if you're intrigued.

Edith Wharton with the death penalty

Come on, Joseph,' interrupted Zhenya. 'She smells of Chanel No. 5!' Afterwards, Zhenya realized she had made a mistake:

Never admit you have obsessive-compulsive disorder to someone who doesn't have it because they'll think you're crazy. But

People might deserve a derogatory epithet, but it showed the mudslinger in just as bad a light.

Mildred waves Carlos over. 'Let me look at you.' She eyes him up and down. 'I saw you when you walked in. What's with all those tattoos? Makes you look like a hooligan.' 'I suspect I am a hooligan,' he says to her. 'Whatever that means.

Stop thinking about Michael," Tuck orders. "He was cute." "So is a hairy ferret but I wouldn't want to date one. [...]

Outward appearances mean everything.

What's with all those tattoos? Makes you look like a hooligan." "I suspect I am a hooligan.

It's like a fuckin' parade of white folks, one whiter than the next.

I've seen you around Fairfield High. I go there," says a short white guy, about my age. The dork is wearing a coral-colored golf shirt and white pants, as if he came from a golf tournament with a bunch of senior citizens. White Guy tries to look cool, but with that coral shirt…man, looking cool is the least of his problems.

Sam raises an eyebrow. "You know this guy?" "Listen," I say, taking one look at White Guy and am glad he's wearing a blue button-down instead of his coral shirt. It's still geek city, but at least I can keep a straight face when I say, "This guy's been in jail more times than me. He might look like a complete pendejo , but underneath that fucked-up hair and lame shirt he's a complete badass.

As God as my judge, I don't know where I went wrong!