But Hood was not yet done with her. He swung her up again, spun and once more hammered her onto the stone. 'I have had, ' the Jaghut roared, and into the air she went again, and down once more, 'enough' - with a sob the crushed, broken body was yanked from the ground again - 'of- 'your- justice! Steven Erikson
There can be no deep disappointment where there is not deep love.
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Unknown
Never forget that justice is what love looks like in public.
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Cornel West
Virtue comes through contemplation of the divine, and the exercise of philosophy. But it also comes through public service. The one is incomplete without the other. Power without wisdom is tyranny; wisdom without power is pointless.
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Iain Pears
Outrage is the special kind of anger you feel when you believe that people are getting things they don't deserve. Outrage of this kind is anger at injustice.
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Michael J. Sandel
(...) greed that preys on human misery (...)
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Michael J. Sandel
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