Quotes About Thieves

Thieves, spies, lovers, diplomats, and slaves of any kind alone know the resources and comforts of a glance. They alone know what it contains of meaning, sweetness, thought, anger, villainy, displayed by the modification of that ray of light which conveys the soul.

Are they "plants whose virtues have yet to be discovered" (Walt Whitman), "guardians of the soil"(Joseph Cocannouer), or something equally nice, or are they sly thieves that steal the soil's resources and gardeners' precious time? Perhaps they can only really be defined from a practical point of view: Weeds are any plants that insist on growing where you don't want them to grow.

the fatal privilege". It enshrined the right to recover one's property by force, and in practice to deal with the thieves out of hand. A trod might lawfully be made at any time within six days after the offence; if it was followed immediately it was a hot trod, otherwise it was known as a cold trod. In either case it was governed by strict rules; a careful line was drawn, under Border law, between a trod and a reprisal raid.

In a closed society where everybody's guilty, the only crime is getting caught. In a world of thieves, the only final sin is stupidity.

The tobacco companies and snooker were as thick as thieves.

In fact, Luther says the "great idol Mammon" has anointed "three trustees—rust, moths, and thieves"—that ought to remind us of the temporality of possessions.12

So that makes us robbers of robbers," said Bug, "who pretend to be robbers working for a robber of other robbers.

So that makes us robbers of robbers," said Bug, "who pretend to be robbers working for a robber of other robbers.

For the Gentleman Bastards, well, it's just what we do." "We?" "We.

A gang of burglars acting in the country might be expected to vary the scene of their operations, and not to crack two cribs in the same district within a few days.

there were only three kinds of people in this city – security guards, people who need security guards, and thieves.

We are renters and borrowers and, in the end, only thieves.

By the time we enter this work world and we're breadwinners, we enter a world that's just cluttered with spam, fake, digital friends, partisan media, ingenious identity thieves, world-class Ponzi schemers - a deception epidemic.

But in a country where you hang your dead up on walls and pride whether or not a man bears a javelin more than his character, how am I to persuade you out of a war? It would be suicide for Kildenree to war on Bayern and butchery for Bayern to attack Kildenree. If you don't believe me, then send me back. Or if you don't trust me to leave, I'll return to my little room on the west wall and tend your geese, and you can be sure that on my watch no thieves will touch my flock.

Why was she sitting in a tree?" "She was hiding from the organ thieves." Ric blinked. "Sorry?" "Do you really want me to explain it?" "Not particularly.

Principles are not values. A gang of thieves can share values, but they are in violation of the fundamental principles we're talking about. Principles are the territory. Values are maps. When we value correct principles, we have truth—a knowledge of things as they are.

Principles are not values. A gang of thieves can share values, but they are in violation of fundamental principles. Principles are guidelines for human conduct that are proven to have enduring, permanent value.

I love Thieves, it is therapeutic, if you're not feeling well. It has a very strong scent but is quite wonderful. I also use lavender. Peppermint, when my stomach is upset.

The day for honest men, the night for thieves.

Don't tell me. I have been there. No longer ago than last Tuesday—or was it last Monday?—I went into one of those big restaurants on the Unter den Linden and ordered a small steak, French fried potatoes, a piece of pie and a cup of coffee—and what do you think those thieves charged me for it? Three marks fifty. That's eighty-seven and a half cents. Why, a man could have got the same meal at home for a dollar.

Bridget saw her husband look for her and shivered. The memory of how the MacNachtons had dealt with those thieves was still clear in her mind, clear and terrifying. This incident had given the chilling memories credence, ensured that she would not be able to dismiss it all as a bad dream. She now knew exactly what her husband was, what he was capable of. How could she live with that? And, yet, how could she not?

He drew her into his arms, gathering her close, and dusted kisses over her cheek, her hair. Wrapped in his embrace, Laurien closed her eyes, murmuring a sigh of exquisite satisfaction. A delightful drowsiness overtook her and she gave in to it, snuggled securely against Darach's chest, lying on a stolen wolf pelt, in the hold on a ship of thieves.

Beauty provoketh thieves sooner than gold.

Your Majesty, you just- Costis stopped. Just what? the king prompted wickedly. Nothing would induce Costis to say out loud that the king had almost fallen from the palace wall and that Costis had seen him manifestly saved by the God of Thieves. The king smiled. Cat got your tongue? Your Majesty, you are drunk, Costis pleaded. I am. What's your excuse?