Quotes About Plea

McNamara's plea was that he had no idea that Vietnam had a history of longing for self-determination, a history of resisting foreign invasion.

Give me," she said. "Don't you mean please give me?" "You want me to beg?" That smile spread slightly. "Nah. I just heard you beg plenty." "I did not beg." But she had. She so had. Still grinning, still naked, he pulled her against him and pressed his mouth to her shoulder. "My panties, Mark.

Pretty please. With sugar.

I love you, she whispered, but it was more a plea than a declaration and in any case he made no response.

demasiado joven, que te obsesiona con sus peticiones de ayuda, o con su simple «estar», que ya en sí es una súplica, es una constante de la vida en el Lager. La necesidad de solidaridad, de una voz humana, de un consejo, incluso sólo de alguien que escuchase, era permanente y universal, pero se satisfacía raramente.

Sweat, malice, and hunger pour from me. This is release, or maybe it's just a plea for release.

No!" shouted the prisoner, his voice rising above the others, anger lost in terror. "No, please! I told you all I—" There was a small sound, a hollow noise like a melon being kicked in, and the voice stopped. "Thrifty, our captain," Big Georges said, under his breath. "Why waste a bullet?" He took his hand off Ian's shoulder, shook his head, and knelt down to wash his hands. —

Let the masses understand that these robbers hold this property (which is so much unpaid labor) under the plea of the laws which they themselves [the robbers] have made, and by the sanction of the very men they have locked out to starve.

BUDGE (muffled) No,no,nono. NURSE BAKER I understand what you're trying to say. BUDGE A hideous scream. NURSE BAKER Exactly. BUDGE A cry of desperation. NURSE BAKER Perfect. BUDGE A strangled sob. A plea torn from my throat. What sound can I make to convince you I'm not the one you want? A disconsolate sigh? Maybe that's what you want to hear. The smallest human moan imaginable. A whisper in a corner of an unlit room, with curtains blowing in the wind. NURSE BAKER What could be more touching?

The quickest way to freedom, or at least to a reduced sentence, was to hear or claim to hear a prized suspect confess in whole or in part to his crime, and then trade this off in an attractive plea bargain with the prosecutor.

Take the very breath you gave me, take the heart from my chest. Take my life if you want to, ill make this my last request!

While you're ignoring me, someone else is begging for my attention.

Traédmelo de vuelta —les dijo

(Twain on Cain): it was his misfortune to live in a dark age that knew not the beneficent Insanity Plea.

O Lord, thou hast seen my wrong: Judge thou my cause. Lamentations 3:59

Opreste-te, am soptit. Dar timpul nu se opreste. Nici macar cand il rogi frumos.

There will be no rack, no stoning, no scorpion-filled sand pit, no bucket of fire ants. Just a sanitary plea agreement and a single blow of the gavel, and "Casino Jack" Abramoff will disappear for a few years of weight lifting and Talmudic study.

The glorifying of God's name, as it ought to be our first petition (it is so in the Lord's prayer), so it ought to be our great plea

Please, please, please, I silently ask a God who should have stopped listening to me long ago.

But I remain what I was when I started my vocation, my pilgrimage of self-discovery: a black preacher. It is for that reason that I don't want to—really, I can't afford to—give up on the possibility that white America can definitively, finally, hear from one black American preacher a plea, a cry, a sermon, from my heart to yours.

Grandpa pleaded with Grandma, "Stop it Opal! Stop it. Nancy was a wonderful child." Grandma ignored his pleas and said as she left the room, "I'm disgusted with you, and I suppose this is the end of our friendship.

The spell didn't last too terribly long. Agatha roused herself and headed into Archie's study, where she sat down to write a letter to her husband. It may have been a plea. It may have been a declaration of war. Nobody would ever know, except for Archie, who read it once, then threw it in the fire.

Because it was a selfish prayer, and selfish prayers don't get answered.

So much of what she'd thought was truth before was merely tricks. No more than clever ways of speaking to the world. They were a bargaining. A plea. A call. A cry. But underneath, there was a secret deep within the hidden heart of things.