Quotes About Morality

You can't win integrity and honor from games. You can only earn them from living a life dedicated to those ideals.

He has a spirit-a soul- and therfore a choice. I will belive that Aurox will chose Light, even if Darkness resides within him. None of us is entirely good. Or evil.

Nicht alles, was hell ist, ist gut. Und nicht alles, was dunkel ist, ist schlecht. Die Dunkelheit und das Böse sind nicht immer gleichzusetzen, ebenso wie das Licht nicht immer Gutes verheißt.

darkness does not always equate to evil, just as light does not always bring good.

Nepamiršk, tamsa ne visada tas pat, kas blogis, o šviesa ne visada neša vien g?r?

No one so dislikes being punished unjustly as the person who might have been punished justly on scores of previous occasions, if he had only been found out.

there occurred to me the simple epitaph which, when I am no more, I intend to have inscribed on my tombstone. It was this: He was a man who acted from the best motives. There is one born every minute.

There's too much of that where-every-prospect-pleases-and-only-man-is-vile stuff buzzing around for my taste.

It was one of the most disgusting spectacles I've ever seen-- this white-haired old man, who should have been thinking of the hereafter, standing there lying like an actor.

a chap who's supposed to stop chaps pinching things from chaps having a chap come along and pinch something from him.

He's only got two sides, a bad side and a worse side

what is a pleasant voice if the soul be vile?

I don't know if it has ever occurred to you, but to the thoughtful cove there is something dashed reassuring in all the reports if burglaries you read in the papers. I mean, if you're keen on Great Britain maintaining her prestige and all that. I mean, there can't be much wrong with the moral of a country whose sons go in to such a large extent for housebreaking, because you can take it from me that the job requires a nerve of the more cast-iron description.

I suppose the cave-woman sometimes felt rather relieved when everything was settled for her with a club, but I'm sure the caveman must have had a hard time ridding himself of the thought that he had behaved like a cad and taken a mean advantage.

Besides, a burglar is only a practical socialist. Philosophers talk a lot about the redistribution of wealth. The burglar goes out and does it.

There was a moment's suspense while Conscience and Sheer Wickedness fought the matter out inside him, and then Conscience, which had started on the encounter without enthusiasm, being obviously flabby and out of condition, threw up the sponge.

He was no prude, but he had those decent prejudices of which no self-respecting man can wholly rid himself, however broad-minded he may try to be.

The question of the rightness or wrongness of Potts appeared to be one on which he was loth to set himself up as an authority.

Conscia mens recti, nec si sinit esse dolorem Sed revocare gradum.

Soy un poeta sin ningún precepto pero digo, sin lástima y sin pena: no hay asesino bueno en mi concepto.

So instead of asking the question "Why do bad things happen to good people?" perhaps the better question is "Why do good people think bad things can even happen?" Bad is nothing but a judgment call, a judgment call we're not qualified to make. Just like American Idol hasn't requested your services next to JLo and Keith Urban, you aren't qualified to judge what is good and bad.

You broke the Man Code, dude. 'No man shall knowingly and with malice aforethought kick another man in the nuts.' Okay, so I kicked him in the nuts. The little fucker was fleeing the scene of a crime where he'd pointed a weapon at my buddies. [from short story Beer Run at the end of Skin Deep]

Keen intelligence is two-edged," Master once remarked in reference to Kumar's brilliant mind. "It may be used constructively or destructively, like a knife, either to cut the boil of ignorance, or to decapitate oneself. Intelligence is rightly guided only after the mind has acknowledged the inescapability of spiritual law.

Throughout the ages the ideal of satya (truth) has permeated Hindu society. Marco Polo tells us that the Brahmins "would not utter a lie for anything on earth." An English judge in India, William Sleeman, says in his Journey Through Oudh in 1849–50: "I have had before me hundreds of cases in which a man's property, liberty, or life depended on his telling a lie; and he has refused to tell it.