Quotes About Justice

Anyway, Angua seemed to have taken this case personally. She always had a soft spot for the underdog. So did Vimes. You had to. Not because they were pure or noble, because they weren't. You had to be on the side of underdogs because they weren't overdogs.

Sometimes what is legal isn't what is right, and sometimes it needs a witch to tell the difference.

An' writin' even goes on sayin' a man's wurds after he's deid ! Ye cannae tell me that's right!

But all this business about kings and lords, it's against basic human dignity. We're all born equal. It makes me sick.' 'Never heard you talk like this before, Frederick,' said Nobby. 'It's Sergeant Colon to you, Nobby.

There's nothing more terrible than someone out to do the world a favor.

We've always been privileged, you see. Privilege just means 'private law.' That's exactly what it means.

Indeed, if a poor man will spend a year in prison for stealing out of hunger, how high would the gallows need to be to hang the rich man who breaks the law out of greed?

A foot on the neck is nine points of the law.

Barbarism? Hah! When we kills people we do it there and then, lookin' 'em in the eye, and we'd be happy to buy 'em a drink in the next world, no harm done. I never knew a barbarian who cut up people slowly in little rooms, or tortured women to make 'em look pretty, or put poison in people's grub. Civilization? If that's civilization, you can shove it where the sun don't shine!

You think so? Then take the universe and grind it down to the finest powder, and sieve it through the finest sieve, and then show me one atom of justice, one molecule of mercy. And yet, you try to act as if there is some ideal order in the world. As if there is some, some rightness in the universe, by which it may be judged.

And it be well for a knowlessman that he should not be here, for he would be taken from this place and his gaskin slit, his moules shown to the four winds, his welchet torn asunder with many hooks and his figgin placed upon a spike (...)

The dogged determination and patience of one person to do what is Right and Necessary may not always win the day or even be noticed, but it will tip the balance just a little in the direction of good.

Where there are policemen there's crime, sergeant, remember that.

And what do they talk about beyond the barricade, my little lad?" "Um…well, Justice an' Truth an' Freedom and stuff," said Nobby. "Aha. Rebel talk!" said Carcer, straightening up. "Is it?" said the major. "Take it from me, major," said Carcer. "When you get a bunch of people using words like that, they're up to no good.

And he goes around killing people?" said Mort. He shook his head. "There's no justice." Death sighed. No, he said... there's just me.

This was, after all, Ankh-Morpork, where a man walked free even if he was not, strictly speaking, a man.

Pray you never face a good man, Vimes thought. He'll kill you with hardly a word.

One day, when he was naughty, Mr. Bunnsy looked over the hedge into Farmer Fred's field and saw it was full of fresh green lettuces. Mr. Bunnsy, however, was not full of lettuces. This did not seem fair.

someone has o speak up for them as has no voices

They couldn't do anything worse to him than he had coming to him already. He felt free at last.

They tended to wield the huge blunt ax of the law in circumstances that required the delicate scalpel of common sense. [...] Policeman with their great big boots were not required here on a night like this. It would be a good idea to put a thumbtack under the ponderous feet of Justice.

They're inventive, I'll grant you. But what I meant was...I mean...they've done nothing to deserve it." " Deserve? They're human . What's deserve got to do with it?

In other words, it's the familiar hot sinking feeling experienced by everyone who has let the waves of their own anger throw them far up on the beach of retribution, leaving them, in the poetic language of the everyday, up shit creek.

A word writ doon can hang a man