Quotes About Integrity

Does one's integrity ever lie in what he is not able to do? I think that usually it does, for free will does not mean one will, but many wills conflicting in one man. Freedom cannot be conceived simply.

The novel is an art form and when you use it for anything other than art, you pervert it…. If you manage to use it successfully for social, religious, or other purposes, it is because you make it art first.

según le confesó Esteban a Rosalía, jamás habría admitido un aborto. «No era cuestión de arreglar un pecado con otro», remató el hombre. A

I've set the model of showing fighters how they should conduct their business.

Take pride in your work at all times. Remember, respect for an umpire is created off the field as well as on.

When ye hear somebody using words agin' somebody, don't go by his words, fer they won't make no damn sense. Go by his tone, and ye'll know if he's mean and lying." Granpa was pretty much down on having

2. As soon as you become too interested in worldly pleasure and ease, your conscience objects. You are your own worst enemy when you act against your conscience. The wrong which you do becomes worse when you try to excuse yourself or justify your actions. 3.

Let no human being nor earthly satisfaction mean so much to you that you would sin for them. If you love anything that much, your love is misguided and foolish.

Ar rekl?mu nejoko.

Olen sinulle uskollinen: olet ainoa, jota haluan pettää.

Les "cœurs sur la main" n'ont pas d'histoire;

François Goyot de Pitavals

Science without conscience is the soul's perdition.

Speak the truth and shame the Devil.

We will take the good will for the deed.

Like hearts of oak.

There is no vice that doth so cover a man with shame as to be found false and perfidious.

Brand a man as a thief and no one will ever hire him for honest labor - he will be a hardened robber within weeks. The brand does not reveal a person's nature, it shapes it.

You will find out who you are when your choices test you. In the end, we are what we do and what we allow to be done.

She dreamed of a world where books did not rot or give way to green blot, where words and ideas were not things you were despised for treasuring.

What aspects of yourself would you fight to protect, as if you were fighting for your life?

She was not undamaged, however, and she knew it. No food or drink had passed her lips, but she had drunk deep of the Truth, and now it could not be flushed out of her system with bitter cordials, or washed from her skin, or picked out of her hair.

It would probably be better to have a ruler who didn't sell people or bend his own laws. For the moment, however, this man was perhaps just the best of the wrong answers available.

My dear fellow, money is no substitute for the right kind of friend . . .