Quotes About Right

The page answered disgustedly, "A madman, I suppose." After a short pause, the maid's voice floated back faintly, "Well, he'll fit right in here, then, won't he…

Oswin was the most perfect servant of the Father, always so concerned for figuring out the exact rules and getting himself on the right side of them. Or them on the left side of him. It always stung him when I pointed that out.

But I've always thought—tests are a gift. And great tests are a great gift. To fail the test is a misfortune. But to refuse the test is to refuse the gift, and something worse, more irrevocable, than misfortune.... If you think it's really wrong...that's one thing. Maybe that's the test. But if it's only the fear of failure, you have not the right to refuse the gift for that. It's an impossible job. That happens sometimes.

The poets have been right in all these centuries, darling; even in its astounding imperfection this earth of ours is magnificent. But oh this human race!

I always do the wrong. I do the wrong thing so much that the times I actually do the right thing stand out so brightly in my memory that I forget I always do the wrong thing.

Quoting from Theodore Kaczynski's letter to the author: My speculative interpretation is that McVeigh resembles many people on the right who are attracted to powerful weapons for their own sake and independently of an likelihood that they will ever have a practical use for them. Such people tend to invent excuses, often far-fetched ones, for acquiring weapons for which they have no real need.

No matter what happened here, what I was going to do was important. Maybe not for this town, but for men everywhere, for there must be right. Strength never made right, and it is an indecency when it is allowed to breed corruption.

I know in my heart that man is good. That what is right will always eventually triumph. And there's purpose and worth to each and every life.

Back in Britannia he had placed Tilla on a list of potentially treacherous natives, and even though he was probably right, Ruso had never forgiven him.

There are many answers, none of them right, but some of them most definitely wrong.

Nothing is simple. There are many answers, none of them right, but some of them most definitely wrong.

We, the public, are easily, lethally offended. We have come to think of taking offence as a fundamental right. We value very little more highly than our rage, which gives us, in our opinion, the moral high ground. From this high ground we can shoot down at our enemies and inflict heavy fatalities. We take pride in our short fuses. Our anger elevates, transcends.

Morality came before religion, and religion was our ancestors' way of responding to that built-in need. And if that was so, then it was perfectly possible to lead a good life, to have a strong sense of right and wrong, without ever letting God and his harpies into the room.

The question is, do you mean to do right by her? Do you mean well by her? Or is your desire so great that it overwhelms your sense of the right and the good?

Information got abolished sometime in the twentieth century, can't say just when; stands to reason, that's part of the information that got abolish, abolished. Since then we've been living in a fairy-story. Got me? Everything happens by magic. Us fairies haven't a fucking notion what's going on. So how do we know if it's right or wrong? We don't even know what it is.

Sports executives are great at convincing themselves whatever they believe is right and simply has to be.

I like writing for children. It seems to me that most people underestimate their understanding and the strength of their feelings and in my books for them I try to put this right.

The right of a nation to kill a tyrant in case of necessity can no more be doubted than to hang a robber, or kill a flea.

The strongest is never strong enough to be always the master, unless he transforms strength into right, and obedience into duty.

Success is the sole earthly judge of right and wrong.

Greatness lies not in being strong, but in the right use of strength.

There will be hunters and hunted, winners and losers. What counts in global competition is the right strategy and success.

Beauchamp, one of the kings of the press, and therefore claiming the right of a throne everywhere, was eying everybody through his monocle.

Was I right? she asked him. Was I right to make a stand against what I believed to be wrong? Even though many ills have come from it? I have been asking myself this a lot lately. I must be quiet in my conscience.