Quotes About Integrity

He said the truth is the truth, and people should take responsibility for their own actions, which is right.

Honor without sense is Ã¢â'¬Â¦ foolishness. A gallant foolishness, but foolishness nonetheless.

To stand against a crowd would take something more than ordinary courage; something that went beyond human instinct. And I feared I did not have it, and fearing, was ashamed.

We have nothing now between us, save – respect, perhaps. And I think that respect has maybe room for secrets, but not for lies.

More than most men, he valued his name-I only hoped that given time, it would once more have value.

But war's war, Sassenach. Honor only makes it a bit easier to live wi' yourself, afterward.

There aren't many people like that—who will tell you the truth about themselves and anything else right out. I've only met three people like that, I think—four now," she said, her smile widening to warm him. "There was

he told me that a man must be responsible for any seed he sows, for it's his duty to take care of a woman and protect her. And if I wasna prepared to do that, then I'd no right to burden a woman with the consequences of my own actions.

Madam," he said, speaking very softly into her face. "I do not want your money. My wife does not want it. And my son will not have it. Cram it up your hole, aye?

My father wasna always gentle, but he was usually fair," Jamie said imperturbably. "He said the truth is the truth, and people should take responsibility for their own actions, which is right.

Ci sono cose che io non posso dire a te, almeno non ancora. E non insisterò affinché tu mi riveli i tuoi segreti. Però ti chiedo questo: quando mi dici qualcosa, fa che sia la verità. E io ti prometto di fare lo stesso. Tra noi per ora non c'è nulla, tranne...il rispetto, forse. E penso che nel rispetto possa esserci spazio per i segreti, ma non per le bugie. Sei d'accordo?

A forced oath canna bind a man, though, or keep him from his knowledge of right.

though. It isn't necessarily easier if you know what it is you're meant to do—but at least you don't waste time in questioning or doubting. If you're honest—well, that isn't necessarily easier, either. Though I suppose if you're honest with yourself and know what you are, at least you're less likely to feel that you've wasted your life, doing the wrong thing.

You mustn't hit him again, Grand-père," Germain said earnestly, breaking the silence. "He's a very good man, and I'm sure he won't take Grannie to bed anymore, now that you're home to do it.

There are things that I canna tell you, at least not yet. And I'll ask nothing of ye that ye canna give me. But what I would ask of ye—when you do tell me something, let it be the truth. And I'll promise ye the same. We have nothing now between us, save—respect, perhaps. And I think that respect has maybe room for secrets, but not for lies. Do ye agree?

that a man must be responsible for any seed he sows, for it's his duty to take care of a woman and protect her. And if I wasna prepared to do that, then I'd no right to burden a woman with the consequences of my own actions.

There are things ye maybe canna tell me, he had said. I willna ask ye, or force ye. But when ye do tell me something, let it be the truth. There is nothing between us now but respect, and respect has room for secrets, I think—but not for lies.

I had no need to ask or to wonder whether he would keep his word. He had freed me once from Wentworth, because he had given his word to do so. His word, once given, was his bond. Jack Randall was a gentleman.

Why not? I wanted to say. Because you didn't know her, she was nothing to you. Because you were already hurt. Because it takes something rather special in the way of guts to stand up in front of a crowd and let someone hit you in the face, no matter what your motive.

lie first wi' you was as generous

There is something about that that appealed most strongly to me. 'An eminently useful life.' She smiled at me. 'I could think of many worse epitaphs than that, milady.

There are only two people in this world to whom I would never lie, Sassenach," he said softly. "Ye're one of them. And I'm the other.

And I think that respect has maybe room for secrets, but not for lies.

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