Quotes About Responsibility

Don't you have something more important to do?" I asked him, flipping on the light on. "Like ruling the world or something" -Mercy

Buckets,' said Cimorene. 'Lots of buckets, and soap, and lemon juice. Where do you keep your buckets, Mendanbar?' 'Around somewhere,' Mendanbar said vaguely.

I didn't ask what you'd said about it," the frog snapped. "I asked what you're going to do. Nine times out of ten, talking is a way of avoiding doing things.

Oliver has stated many times his dislike of hearing advice from his younger sister, so it is his own fault if he has not got sense enough to see which way the wind is blowing.

Oh, well, if it's a matter of honor," I said. "You should have said that to begin with. Not that it has anything to do with deciding what we ought to do next, but I am sure you would have felt better for saying it.

Kazul's not my dragon," Cimorene said sharply. "I'm her princess.

Thank goodness that's over," she said, taking the crown off and throwing it across the cave. It hit the wall and bounced off with a harsh clang. "You shouldn't treat your crown like that, Your Majesty," Cimorene said, retrieving the iron circlet. "Of course I should," Kazul said. "It's expected. That's why we made it out of iron instead of something soft and bendable. ...

must tell them sometime," Alethia said. "I would rather get it over with now. And they are conveniently on our doorstep.

Well," said the frog, "what are you going to do about it?" "Marrying Therandil? I don't know. I've tried talking to my parents, but they won't listen, and neither will Therandil." "I didn't ask what you'd said about it," the frog snapped. "I asked what you're going to do. Nine times out of ten, talking is a way of avoiding doing things.

Nine times out of ten, talking is a way of avoiding doing things.

In short, if we wish to see anything sensible done about the situation, we will clearly have to do it ourselves.

Sometimes, though, you have to do things for family, even if you'd rather not.

He that is faithful in that which is least is faithful also in much: and he that is unjust in the least is unjust also in much.

To a narrative therapist, there are few interactions between couples that are not influenced by patriarchy. If there is an abuse of power in a relationship, a narrative therapist would view the responsibility for the abuse of power as lying in the hands of the person abusing the power. A narrative approach would invite the abuser to Recognize the abuse as abuse. Position himself against it. Accept total responsibility for stopping it.

It's hard enough to work and raise a family when your kids are all healthy and relatively normal, but when you add on some kind of disability or disease, it can just be such a burden.

I spend as much time with my kids as any mom who stays home. I only work during the hours they're at school, but there is always the sense of trying to catch up with all their stuff and not only organize my work life but also their school lives.

The justice I have received, I shall give back.

Be part of the answer, not part of the mess.

Not a good time for him to be sick, is it? The wedding and all," said Papa. "There's never a good time," said Mama. I poured orange juice and handed it to Jack. He shook his head. "Come on, Jack," said Grandfather, picking him up. "We'll rock in the chair. We could, in fact, rock all through the wedding. They don't need us." "Sing," said Jack. "I was waiting for that," said Papa, grinning. Grandfather sighed.

What happened last night was my fault," I said. "I put up the rope, Sarah. I must have done it wrong." "Fault?" said Sarah. "Oh, Caleb, I want you to listen to me. There comes a time when fault doesn't matter. Things happen. And we can't blame ourselves--or someone else--forever." I heard a noise behind me, and saw Papa standing there, Cassie beside him. I knew he had heard Sarah's words.

Silence in the face of evil is itself evil," he would later write. "Not to speak is to speak. Not to act is to act."2

Inside my head I carry: my baby goat, my baby brother, my ama's face, our family's future. My bundle is light. My burden is heavy.

Hey, S.T.," Sydney says finally. I don't budge. She nudges me with her elbow. "You want to know something?" I still can't look up. But I nod. "It's not your fault either." She says this like it's not big deal. Like it's nothing. But it's everything.

She stepped back, his hand left suspended in the gap between them, and demanded, "Did you get Lily pregnant?