Quotes About Restitution

No matter how much restitution she paid with every word and deed, her blood-stained hands could never really be clean, even if no one else knew they were dirty.

How about you keep the tens of millions you nearly prevented me from earning for you last year and we call it even?

I think what history has done to Jewish people, frankly, cannot be made good by giving them a piece of land.

Another dirt clod smashed against the wall in a gritty burst. And another. He could not throw them hard enough. Part of him wished somebody was throwing the dirt clods at him. Or beating him, or locking him in jail. He had no means to express how remorseful he felt, no way to pay for what he had done. And no way to fix the mistake.

If you are cheated out of a single dollar by your neighbor, you do not rest satisfied with knowing that you are cheated, or with saying that you are cheated, or even with petitioning him to pay you your due; but you take effectual steps at once to obtain the full amount, and see that you are never cheated again.

If I have unjustly wrested a plank from a drowning man, I must restore it to him though I drown myself.

If holy words could not offer up an answer to despair, then what good were they? If the truths so revealed did not invite restitution, then their utterance was no more than a curse. And if the restitution is found not in the mortal realm, then we are invited to inaction, and indifference. Will you promise to a soul a reward buried in supposition? Are we to reach throughout our lives but never touch? Are we to dream and to hope, but never know?

make the amende honorable

True justice is paying only once for each mistake. True injustice is paying more than once for each mistake

I'm sorry I did this to you. It's all my fault. What can I do to make it right?

If you brought harm, no matter the reason, you had to set it right as best you could.

While he managed to escape, they remain burdened by the history of their once colonized country, by the theft of the landscape on which their ancestors walked. The ground beneath their feet did not belong to them until they achieved independence in 1960, fifteen years after the end of the Second World War. The country had been plundered, some of its most precious works of art taken to museums in London and never returned. The people themselves were stolen to be sold as slaves.

The trouble with our people is as soon as they got out of slavery they didn't want to give the white man nothing else. But the fact is, you got to give em something. Either your money, your land, your woman or your ass.

When you screw someone's life, the least you can do is leave the person alone.

The bottom line is this: As we get clean, we have to get fair. More than that, as we get clean, we can begin to redress the founding crimes of our nations: Land theft, genocide, slavery.

Rich meant that this room with three beds and a table and chairs and a window filled with glass was something to say sorry for.

Ada kecenderungan hukum mengabaikan tanggung jawab pribadi dan memungkinkan orang menerima ganti rugi hanya karena rasa simpati dan persepsi tentang kekayaan.

I've twice accidentally stolen something, and both times I went back and paid for them when I realized I had done it.

The freer Nero's time, the more compelled he felt to compensate for lost time in filling gaps in his natural interests

The worst part about doing something inexcusable is that you can never take it back. It's like breaking a glass. It can't unbreak. The best you can do it sweep it up, and hope you don't step on the slivers you left behind.

The few surviving Armenians no longer ask to go home. They do not ask for restitution. They ask simply to have the memory of their obliteration acknowledged. It is a moral obsession, the lonely legacy passed onto the third and fourth generation who no longer speak Armenian but who carry within them the seeds of resentment that will not be quashed.

Many of our moments of prosociality, of altruism and Good Samaritanism, are acts of restitution, attempts to counter our antisocial moments.

Apology - a desperate habit, and one that is rarely cured.

We're not thieves. We're repatriating