Quotes About Morality

suppose you believe it's very wrong to kill a person who has injured you—even if they've taken away everything you had in the world?" Poirot said steadily: "Yes, Mademoiselle. I believe it is the unforgivable offence—to kill.

A man is responsible for his deeds, and not just the deeds, but for the consequences of those deeds, as well.

You shouldn't shoot people," said Lord Caterham in a tone of mild remonstrance. "You shouldn't really. I daresay some of them richly deserve it—but all the same it will lead to trouble.

From what you read and hear nowadays, it seems that murder under certain aspects is slowly but surely being made acceptable to a large section of the community." She

they are only full of pity for the young killer, because of his youth. Why should they not execute him? We have taken the lives of wolves, in this country; we didn't try to teach the wolf to lie down with the lamb–I doubt really if we could have. We hunted down the wild boar in the mountains before he came down and killed the children by the brook. Those were our enemies–and we destroyed them. What

I mean that we here are on the wrong side of the tapestry," answered Father Brown. "The things that happen here do not seem to mean anything; they mean something somewhere else. Somewhere else retribution will come on the real offender. Here it often seems to fall on the wrong person.

Nowadays, no one believes in evil. It is considered, at most, a mere negation of good. Evil, people say, is done by those who know no better—who are undeveloped—who are to be pitied rather than blamed.

I wanted to kill... yes, I wanted to kill. But- incongruous as it may seem to some- I was retrained and hampered by my innate sense of justice. The innocent must not suffer.

People are like that—not quite bad or quite good. I don't suppose I'm particularly straight myself—I have been because there hasn't been any temptation to be otherwise. But what I have got is plenty of courage and I'm loyal!

Yes, so it appears. But you can look at the thing from another angle. Fräulein Greta was his niece and a very lovely girl, but the War has shown us time and again that brother can turn against sister, or father against son and so on, and the loveliest and gentlest of young girls did some of the most amazing things.

My husband's a very good man," she said. "Besides being the vicar, I mean. And that makes things difficult sometimes. Good people, you see, don't really understand evil." She paused and then said with a kind of brisk efficiency, "I think it had better be me.

Look here, Iris, you're in a tight place. But apart from anything else, there's such a thing as TRUTH. You can't play safe and take care of your own skin when it's a question of justice.

More murders have been committed for respectability than one would believe possible! The

have always acted in accordance with the dictates of my conscience.

?ncil okuyordu. 'Günahkârlar kendi eserleri olan bata?a batacaklar! Gizlenmek için örmü? olduklar? a?lar, kendi ayaklar?na tak?lacak. Tanr?, varl???n? kullar?na adaleti ile belli eder. Kötüler sonunda cezalar?n? kendi kendilerine bulacaklar. Günahkârlar?n yeri cehennemdir!

Günah?n seni daima izler bunu unutma.

that. Be sure thy sin will find thee out.' Vera scrambled to her feet. She said: 'But, Miss Brent—Miss Brent—in that case—' 'Yes, my dear?

I'm afraid it hasn't occurred to me to have scruples" said Katherine

She's just the type—sexually unattractive, innately respectable. In my book, The Barren Vine—" Colonel Race interrupted tactfully:

C'è in essi molta ipocrisia, a Natale, onorevole ipocrisia, senza dubbio, ipocrisia "pour le bon motif", ma sempre ipocrisia.

Man is an unoriginal animal. Unoriginal within the law in his daily respectable life, equally unoriginal outside the law.

He has a clear-cut, black and white mind, with an exact knowledge of his own feeling—and a complete disregard for outside pressure.

Ah, well, bad blood somewhere. Mind you, I like the rascal—but he's the kind who would murder his grandmother for a shilling or two quite cheerfully. No moral sense. Odd the way some people seem to be born without it.

The wish to kill and the action of killing are two different things.