Quotes About Responsibility

Tak ada tindakan yang lebih buruk daripada mencuri. Orang yang mengambil sesuatu yang bukan haknya, baik itu kehidupan orang lain ataupun sepotong naan.

People, she believed now, shouldn't be allowed to have new children if they'd already given away all their love to their old ones.

Masooma." "Could you?" "I could try," Parwana says. "Good. Then marry Saboor. Look after his

When you kill a man, you steal a life. You steal his wife's right to a husband, rob his children of a father. When you tell a lie, you steal someone's right to the truth. When you cheat, you steal the right to fairness. There is no act more wretched than stealing.

there is only one sin, only one. And that is theft. Every other sin is a variation of theft. Do you understand that? When you kill a man, you steal a life, Baba said. You steal his wife's right to a husband, rob his children of a father. When you tell a lie, you steal someone's right to the truth. When you cheat, you steal the right to fairness. Do you see?

I understood the nature of my curse: I was going to get away with it.

I understood the nature of my new curse: I was going to get away with it.

Like a compass needle that points north, a man's accusing finger always finds a woman.

There is only one sin, only one. And that is theft. Every other sin is a variation of theft. When you kill a man, you steal a life. You steal his wife's right to a husband, rob his children of a father. When you tell a lie, you steal someone's right to the truth. When you cheat, you steal the right to fairness. Do you see? There is no act more wretched than stealing.

Learn this now and learn it well my daughter: Like a compass needle that points north, a man's accusing finger always finds a woman. Always.

When you kill a man, you steal a life," Baba said. "You steal his wife's right to a husband, rob his children of a father. When you tell a lie, you steal someone's right to the truth. When you cheat, you steal the right to fairness. Do you see?

Except he'd been wrong about that. There was a monster in the lake. It had grabbed Hassan by the ankles, dragged him to the murky bottom. I was that monster. That was the night I became an insomniac.

De même que l'aiguille d'une boussole indique toujours le nord, un homme qui cherche un coupable montrera toujours une femme.

Children aren't coloring books. You don't get to fill them with your favorite colors.

Lagi pula, bukankah semua ayah, di lubuk hati mereka yang terdalam, memiliki keinginan untuk membunuh putra mereka?

There is only one sin. And that is theft . . . When you tell a lie, you steal someone's right to the truth.

That's your business, isn't it, cousin? To make nothing your business. Even your own sons going to war. How I pleaded with you. But you buried your nose in those cursed books and let our sons go like they were a pair of haramis.

I wondered how and when I'd become capable of causing this kind of pain.

Menetapkan harga sewa yang mencekik leher untuk sebuah rumah pantai di Hawaii adalah hal lain. Menetapkan harga yang sama tingginya untuk menghidupi anak-anakmu adalah hal yang berbeda.

Ben presto si sarebbe ritrovato adulto. E allora non ci sarebbe stato modo di tornare indietro, perché l'essere adulto era qualcosa di simile a ciò che suo padre una volta aveva detto a proposito dell'essere un eroe di guerra. Quando si diventa eroe, si muore eroe.

When you tell a lie, you steal someone's right to the truth. When you cheat, you steal the right to fairness.

Learn this once and learn it well, my daughter. Like a compass needle always points north, a man's accusing finger always finds a woman.

Dal tono tenero, leggermente angosciato con cui aveva pronunciato queste parole avevo capito che mio padre era una persona ferita, che il suo amore per me era sincero, immenso ed eterno come il cielo, e che avrebbe gravato su di me per sempre. Era quel tipo di amore che prima o poi ti avrebbe inchiodato a una scelta: o ti liberavi con una lacerazione o rimanevi e sopportavi la sua intransigenza, anche se ti torchiava sino a farti rimpicciolire.

Det var vad jag tvingade mig själv att tro. Faktum var att jag ville vara feg, för alternativet, det verkliga skälet till att jag flydde, var att Assef hade rätt: ingenting var gratis här i världen. Kanske var Hassan det pris jag måste betala, det lamm jag måste slakta, för att vinna Baba.