Quotes About Accountability

The enemy of accountability is ambiguity

Và r?i c?ng có n?i s? b?n ch?n ?ó, th?nh tho?ng, tr??c vi?n c?nh các vai ph? mà ta ?? l?i sau l?ng có th? tìm th?y ta mà ?òi tính s?.

We are the choices we make.

To say you have no choice is to relieve yourself of responsibility.

Choices may be unbelievably hard but they're never impossible. To say you have no choice is to release yourself from responsibility and that's not how a person with integrity acts.

The justifications of men who kill should always be heard with skepticism, said the monster.

Worst is the one who knows better and does nothing.

For who needs devils when you have men?

Blame is a human concept, one of its blackest and most selfish and self-binding.

He blamed Lily, because who else was there?

Blame is something that is shared and denied in equal measures.

To say you have no choice is to release yourself from responsibility and that's not how a person with integrity acts.

Men do monstrous things but if you call a man a monster you have absolved yourself of blame. You don't have to think that you might ever do these things. I don't think that's true

There's always a choice," Viola says by my side. "Oh, people like to say that," the Mayor says. "It makes them feel better.

What if it'd been Simone down there instead of Todd?" I say. And Simone is all over his Noise, his deep feelings for her, feelings I don't think are returned. "You're right," he says, "I don't know. I hope I'd make the right choice, but Viola it is a choice. To say you have no choice is to release yourself from responsibility and that's not how a person with integrity acts.

She regards me quietly and then she quotes something Mistress Coyle once said to me. "We are the choices we make." It takes me a second to realize she's just said goodbye.

She's always saying that being a leader is making the people you love hate you a little more each day." She catches my eye. "Which is something I believe, too." "So what happened?" I ask. "Why isn't she still in charge?" "She made a mistake," Corinne says primly. "People who didn't like her took advantage of it." "What kind of mistake?" Her permanent frown gets bigger. "She saved a life.

He walked on angrily to school. He blamed Lily because it was mostly her fault, wasn't it? He blamed Lily, because who else was there?

A woman my age, living alone," she said, at least once a day, "if I don't keep on top of things, who will?

I look at the knife again, sitting there on the moss like a thing without properties, a thing made of metal as separate from a boy as can be, a thing which casts all blame from itself to the boy who uses it.

Who should be held accountable for a shared history of violence? It was a question that was dogging Northern Ireland as a whole.

it was when Arthur Sackler said it. Doctors are human, and the notion that donning a white coat might somehow shield them from temptation is a fantasy.

In some ways, Richard's argument about OxyContin mirrored the libertarian position of a firearms manufacturer who insists that he bears no responsibility for gun deaths. Guns don't kill people; people kill people.

The Sacklers took the view that the same should go for OxyContin. To the degree that people are misusing the drug and overdosing, the blame lies with any number of potentially irresponsible parties—the prescribing doctor, the wholesaler, the pharmacist, the trafficker, the abuser, the addicted person—but not with the manufacturer. Not with Purdue. Much less the Sacklers.