Quotes About Morality

Commit the oldest sins, the newest kind of ways

Put plainly, there is a natural moral law, existing in reality, i.e., not invented by man, which transcends and trumps our desires. Something is right or wrong, whether we like it or not.

So shines a good deed in a naughty world

Who lives that's not depraved or depraves? Who dies, that bears not one spurn to their graves Of their friends' gift? I should fear those that dance before me now Would one day stamp upon me: 't has been done; Men shut their doors against a setting sun.

Sir, this young fellow's mother could: whereupon she grew round-wombed, and had, indeed, sir, a son for her cradle ere she had a husband for her bed. Do you smell a fault?

We'll surely go to hell for this. Lady Macbeth: And when we do, we'll rule that too.

There is no terror, Cassius, in your threats; For I am arm'd so strong in honesty

All friends shall taste The wages of their virtue, and all foes The cup of their deserving

Why should the private pleasure of some one Become the public plague of many moe? Let sin, alone committed, light alone Upon his head that hath transgressed so; Let guiltless souls be freed from guilty woe: For one's offence why should so many fall, To plague a private sin in general?

I had as lief have the foppery of freedom as the morality of imprisonment.

O, had the monster seen those lily hands Tremble like aspen leaves upon a lute And make the silken strings delight to kiss them, He would not then have touched them for his life

Life every man holds dear; but the dear man holds honor far more precious dear than life.

good alone Is good without a name, vileness is so

Good words are better than bad strokes, Octavius.

He is now as valiant as Hercules that only tells a lie and swears it.

What stronger breast-plate than a heart untainted! Thrice is he arm'd, that hath his quarrel just; And he but naked, though lock'd up in steel, Whose conscience with injustice is corrupted.

Thus conscience does make cowards of us all...

For never anything can be amiss, When simpleness and duty tender it.

If it be a sin to covet honor, I am the most offending soul.

For I can raise no money by vile means: By heaven, I had rather coin my heart, And drop my blood for drachmas, than to wring From the hard hands of peasants their vile trash 75By any indirection.

I don't see any point in trying to equate one evil with another, or to assign some stupid scale of values. They're both awful! Would

What I mean in simple terms, Reverend, is that once the alarm went out, there was niggers everywhere—who were as determined to protect and save their masters as you were to murder them. They was simply livin' too well!

absolute evil paralyzes absolutely. In

servomechanism in which a moral vacuum had been so successfully sucked clean of every molecule of real qualm or scruple that his own descriptions of the unutterable crimes he perpetrated daily seem often to float outside and apart from evil, phantasms of cretinous innocence. Yet