Quotes About Morality

No, Bob. Just no. For crying out loud. She's seventeen. Better move quick, then, Bob said. Before anything starts to droop. Taste of perfection while you can, that's what I always say. ..... The perverted little creep has a point, my host.

Ambitions are incompatible with consciences, you know. The two strangle one another straightaway and leave an awful mess behind them.

Intentions count for far less than the consequences of the actions born from them.

Whenever you've got a choice, do good, kiddo. It isn't always fun or easy, but in the long run it makes your life better.

Doing battle with the forces of… I was going to say evil, but I'm increasingly unsure exactly where everyone around me falls on the Jedi-Sith Index.

God isn't about making good things happen to you,or bad things happen to you. He's all about making choice - exercising the gift of free will.

Do you know what I think? Marcone said. You think we should shoot Nicodemus in the back at the first opportunity and let Michael dismember him. Yes. I drew my gun. Okay.

you can't go around changing your definition of right and wrong (or smart and stupid) just because doing the wrong thing happens to be really convenient. Sometimes it isn't easy to be sane, smart, and responsible. Sometimes it sucks. Sucks wang. Camel wang. But that doesn't turn wrong into right or stupid into smart.

Hat up, go kill her. Problem solved." "Bob," I said. "You can't just go around killing people." "I know. That's why you should do it." "No, no. I can't go around killing people, either." "Why not? You've done it before. And you've got a new gun and everything.

Righteous. The real deal. He's honest, loyal, faithful. He lives his ideals. It gives him power.

I am pure of heart and mind," I told her. "I cannot be corrupted.

No one is an unjust villain in his own mind

I was a man seeking power. For good reasons, maybe. But I wasn't going to lie to myself or anyone else about my actions. If I killed him, I would be taking a life, something that was not mine to take. I would be committing deliberate, calculated murder.

He was wrong, that doesn't make him a villian. That makes him an asshole.

It. Wasn't. Right. No, it wasn't. But the world wasn't a fair place, was it? And I had more reason to know that than most people twice my age. The world wasn't nice, and it wasn't fair. People who didn't deserve it suffered and died every single day. So what? So somebody ought to do something about it.

There is no truer gauge of a man's character than the way in which he employs his strength, his power.

A good man, almost by definition, would seriously question any decisions he made that led to such terrible consequences for others. Especially if those others trusted him.

But you can't go around changing your definition of right and wrong (or smart and stupid) just because doing the wrong thing happens to be really convenient.

Bad things are inside everyone. I don't care how gentle or holy or sincere or dedicated you are. There are bad things in there. Lust. Greed. Violence. You don't need a wicked queen to make that happen. That's a part of everyone. Some more, some less, but it's always there.

Evil food smells amazing—which is either proof that there is a Satan or some equivalent out there, or that the Almighty doesn't actually want everyone to eat organic tofu all the time. I can't decide.

Make things right?" I asked. "Where did you learn that one?" "From Mr. Carpenter," she said. "He says making things right is the first and last thing you should do every day. And that it's what you always try to do.

Finally, I said, very quietly, 'I don't know if I'm one of the good guys anymore.

And may the crows feast on the unjust.

Good man always stands against that.