Quotes About Justice

The Earth, time, concepts, love, life, faith justice, evil - they're all fluid and in transition. They don't stay in one form or in one place forever. The whole universe is like some big FedEx box.

Listen, every object's in flux. The Earth, time, concepts, love, life, faith, justice, evil--they're all fluid and in transition. They don't stay in one form or in one place forever. The whole universe is like some big FedEx box.

Had I done the right thing by not telling her? Maybe not. Who on earth wanted the right thing anyway? Yet what meaning could there be if nothing was right? If nothing was fair? Fairness is a concept that holds only in limited situations. Yet we want the concept to extend to everything, in and out of phase.

It's basically impossible for everybody's justice to prevail or everybody's happiness to triumph, so chaos takes over.

It's unfair. As a rule, life is unfair, I said. Yeah, but I think I did say some awful things. To Dick? Yeah. I pulled the car over to the shoulder of the road and turned off the ignition. That's just stupid, that kind of thinking, I said, nailing her with my eyes. Instead of regretting what you did, you could have treated him decently from the beginning. You could've tried to be fair. But you didn't. You don't even have the right to be sorry.

But there are times in this world when it's not enough just not to do the wrong thing

If people aren't equal, where would you fit in?

Life is basically unfair. But even in a situation that's unfair, I think it's possible to seek a kind of fairness.

Between a high, solid wall and an egg that breaks against it, I will always stand on the side of the egg.

If you think about it, an unfair society is a society that makes it possible for you to exploit your abilities to the limit.

Cops, Hoshino concluded, not for the first time in his life, are just gangsters who get paid by the state.

It's the working class that keeps the world running, and it's the working class that gets exploited. What the hell kind of revolution have you got just tossing out big words that working-class people can't understand.

The only way to understand what's really fair is to take a long-range view of things.

fairness is like love. What is given has nothing to do with what we seek

La vida es esencialmente injusta. De eso no cabe la menor duda. Pero creo que incluso de las situaciones injustas es posible extraer lo que de justicia haya en ellas. Puede que ello cueste tiempo y esfuerzo. Y puede que ese tiempo y esfuerzo sean en vano. Decidir si merece o no la pena intentar extraer esa justicia es algo que, queda al criterio de cada uno.

We work side by side, and some of us imagine that because we are equal under the law, we are also the same. We are and should be equal under the law. But we are not the same - despite what some activists and politicians, journalists and academics would have us believe.

Pretending that we are identical, rather than ensuring that we are equal under the law, is a fool's game.

Perhaps the most dangerous people in the world are the ones who believe in right and wrong but what they ascribe to as "right" and "wrong" is completely insane. They are bad with the conviction that they are good. That idea is the impetus behind evil.

Rich people weren't responsible for petty crimes. They were responsible for the great crimes that took hundreds of years to commit and were, therefore, unpunishable.

The poor know they are in need.

I've never been able to understand 'faith' myself, nor to see how a just God could expect his creatures to pick the one true religion out of an infinitude of false ones - by faith alone. It strikes me as a sloppy way to run an organization, whether universe or a smaller one.

One should forgive one's enemies, but not before they are hanged.

One must, it is true, forgive one's enemies-- but not before they have been hanged.

In Santiago, the capital of the kingdom of Chile, at the moment of the great earthquake of 1647 in which many thousands lost their lives, a young Spaniard called Jeronimo Rugera was standing beside one of the pillars in the prison to which he had been committed on a criminal charge, and he was about to hang himself.