Quotes About Judgment

What a people they are!" he said. "They don't even know the Russian for 'bread,' but they have mastered the phrase 'Officer, give us a tip!' In my opinion, the very Tartars are better, they are no drunkards, anyhow."...

Así es la gente! Todos son iguales: conocen de antemano todos los aspectos dañinos de una acción, ayudan, aconsejan e incluso la aprueban, al ver que no hay otro remedio, pero luego se lavan las manos y dan la espalda, con indignación, a quien tuvo el valor de cargar con toda responsabilidad. ¡Todos son así, hasta los más bondadosos, hasta los más inteligentes...!

Because to live in a world in which no one is forgiven, where all are irredeemable, is the same as living in hell.

Man can only be certain about the present moment. But is that quite true either? Can he really know the present? Is he in a position to make any judgment about it? Certainly not. For how can a person with no knowledge of the future understand the meaning of the present? If we do not know what future the present is leading us toward, how can we say whether this present is good or bad, whether it deserves our concurrence, or our suspicion, or our hatred?

People derived too much pleasure from seeing their fellow man morally humiliated to spoil that pleasure by hearing out an explanation.

Man proceeds in the fog. But when he looks back to judge people of the past, he sees no fog on their path. From his present, which was their faraway future, their path looks perfectly clear to him, good visibility all the way. Looking back, he sees the path, he sees the people proceeding, he sees their mistakes, but not the fog.

What we have not chosen we cannot consider either to our merit or our failure.

Everyone is wrong about the future. Man can only be certain about the present moment. But is that quite true either? Can he really know the present? Is he in a position to make any judgment about it? Certainly not. For how can a person with no knowledge of the future understand the meaning of the present? If we do not know what future the present is leading us toward, how can we say whether this present is good or bad, whether it deserves our concurrence, or our suspicion, or our hatred?

If rejection and priviledge are one and the same, if there is no difference between the sublime and the paltry, if Son of God can undergo judgement of shit, then human existence loses its dimensions and becomes unbearable light.

The life we have left behind us has a bad habit of stepping out of the shadows, of bringing complaints against us, of taking us to court.

And Jakub realized that this child had done no harm, that he was not guilty of anything, and yet had been born with bad eyes and would have them forever. And he reflected further that what he had held against others was something given, something they came into the world with and carried with them like a heavy wire fence. He reflected that he had no privileged right to high-mindedness and that the highest degree of high-mindedness is to love people even though they are murderers.

How did the senator know that children meant happiness? Could he see into their souls? What if the moment they were out of sight, three of them jumped the fourth and began beating him up?

In any case, it seems to me that all over the world people nowadays prefer to judge rather than to understand, to answer rather than to ask, so that the voice of the novel can hardly be heard over the noisy foolishness of human certainties.

What we have not chosen we cannot consider our merit or our failure.

A novel is purposely a-philosophic, even anti-philosophic, fiercely independent of any system of preconceived ideas, it questions, it marvels, it doesn't judge, nor proclaims truths.

If we do not know what future the present is leading us toward, how can we say whether this present is good or bad, whether it deserves our concurrence, or our suspicion, or our hatred?

She surrendered her body to the judgment of someone else's eyes- and that was a source of anxious uncertainty.

Întotdeauna m-a ÅŸocat ideea c? un trup superb poate fi o fabric? de secreÅ£ii; Å£i-am spus c? nu suport s? v?d o fat? suflându-ÅŸi nasul. Parc? te v?d; te-ai oprit, m-ai privit fix ÅŸi mi-ai spus pe un ton straniu, ÅŸtiutor, convins, ap?sat: Suflându-ÅŸi nasul? Mie îmi e destul s?-i v?d ochiul clipind, s? v?d miÅŸcarea pleoapei peste cornee, ca s? simt o sil? aproape insuportabil?.

The basis of shame is not some mistake of ours, but that this humiliation is seen by everyone.

It was gratitude that decided the issue, most likely. Human decisions are terribly simple.

SeçmediÄŸimiz bir ÅŸeye kendi erdemimiz ya da baÅŸar?s?zl???m?z gözüyle bakamay?z.

L'uomo sogna un mondo in cui il bene e il male siano nettamente distinguibili, e questo perché, innato e indomabile, esiste in lui il desiderio di giudicare prima di aver capito. Su questo desiderio sono fondate le religioni e le ideologie.

punishing people who don't know what they've done is barbaric forgive them for know not what they do

Porque vivir en un mundo donde no se le perdona nada a nadie, donde nadie puede redimirse, es lo mismo que vivir en el infierno.