Quotes About Violation

Guilt at least has a purpose; it tells us we've violated some ethical code. Ditto for remorse. Those feelings are educational; they manufacture wisdom. But regret-regret is useless.

Barry (1995) defines prostitution as sexual exploitation: 'when the human being is reduced to a body, objectified to sexually service another, whether or not there is consent, violation of the human being has taken place'.

There are more repercussions for a person being a chronic speeding violator in our country, than there is for a big bank being a chronic violator of S.E.C. rules!

Everything teeters between pathos and bathos: here you are, violating society's most fundamental taboos and yet formaldehyde is a powerful appetite stimulant, so you also crave a burrito.

In violation of the Habeas Corpus Act and the fundamental laws of our constitution these men have never been brought to trail or even allowed to see a lawyer.

His mouth had been used as a latrine by some small creature of the night, and then as its mausoleum.

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The poem written, his selfconsciousness violated, he was whole again.

It's my fault but the most violating thing I've felt this year is not the media exaggerations or the catchy gossip, but the rape of my personal thoughts.

Interference in the internal affairs of one nation by another is an unpardonable violation of international law and custom.

Other offences, even the greatest, are the violation of one law: despotism is the violation of all.

One thing I know is that we all do things we're ashamed of. Shame erupts when you violate some taboo. Anyone who says they haven't suffered shame either hasn't lived or else is lying.

alive and warm and real and in gross violation of her HOA contract.

I looked at Batsheva and suddenly felt as I had throughout that long night after I'd returned from Beit Lehem, when I sat up waiting for some stillborn vision. I knew now why I felt so ill that night. All through that vigil, he had been raping her. And I had let myself call it a seduction. As I looked at her now, I was shamed by my own thoughts. In a way, I, too, had violated her.

Once trust was lost it was impossible to salvage a relationship, she told me. She was right. I think that relationships only rarely survive once the inner sanctum has been violated. What forges a couple is the shared responsibility to defend that space.

Bush violated FISA [...] because he wanted to violate the law in order to establish the general 'principle' that he was not bound by the law, to show that he has the power to break the law, that he is more powerful than the law.

Employers who violate rules of fairness are punished by reduced productivity, and merchants who follow unfair pricing policies can expect to lose sales.

Some stories, my property, have been stolen. Someone's appropriated them. It's an illicit act. It's unfair. Suppose you had a coat you liked, and somebody went into your closet and stole it. That's how I feel.

Violence against women is an appalling human rights violation. But it is not inevitable. We can put a stop to this.

[A ruler is merely] the trustee of the rights of other men and he must always stand in dread of having in some way violated these rights.

I am only half there when I am ill, and so there is only half a man to suffer. To suffer in one's whole self is so great a violation, that it is not to be endured.

This is way out of bounds. I said you could rape me. I did not say you could ruin my panty-hose.

Nicholas Benteen stopped trying to pretend that he could ignore the determined creature who'd violated his privacy and his peace of mind, the same creature who'd unknowingly forced him to acknowledge the fact that he craved a woman with satiny–soft skin, a gentle, knowing touch, and the kind of passion that could restore his soul and bring his heart back to life again.

Someone undressed me, took off my stinky vomitty dress and my underwear, and put a nightie on me while I was unconscious. Somehow, that realization is particularly hard to bear, the thought of my naked body flopping around, all my squishy bits on full display as someone--Catia? Kelly?--pulled off my bra and knickers. The humiliation just never stops.