Careful Words

justice (n.)

justice (v.)

  There is no debt with so much prejudice put off as that of justice.

Plutarch (46(?)-120(?) a d): Of those whom God is slow to punish.

  I will be as harsh as truth and as uncompromising as justice.

William Lloyd Garrison (1804-1879): The Liberator, Vol. i. No. 1, 1831.

How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank!

Here we will sit and let the sounds of music

Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night

Become the touches of sweet harmony.

Sit, Jessica. Look how the floor of heaven

Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold:

There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st

But in his motion like an angel sings,

Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubins.

Such harmony is in immortal souls;

But whilst this muddy vesture of decay

Doth grossly close it in, we cannot hear it.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): The Merchant of Venice. Act v. Sc. 1.

Whoever fights, whoever falls,

Justice conquers evermore.

Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803-1882): Voluntaries.

A Daniel come to judgment! yea, a Daniel!

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): The Merchant of Venice. Act iv. Sc. 1.

If it were done when 't is done, then 't were well

It were done quickly: if the assassination

Could trammel up the consequence, and catch

With his surcease success; that but this blow

Might be the be-all and the end-all here,

But here, upon this bank and shoal of time,

We 'ld jump the life to come. But in these cases

We still have judgment here; that we but teach

Bloody instructions, which being taught, return

To plague the inventor: this even-handed justice

Commends the ingredients of our poison'd chalice

To our own lips.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): Macbeth. Act i. Sc. 7.

All the world's a stage,

And all the men and women merely players.

They have their exits and their entrances;

And one man in his time plays many parts,

His acts being seven ages. At first the infant,

Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.

And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel

And shining morning face, creeping like snail

Unwillingly to school. And then the lover,

Sighing like furnace, with a woful ballad

Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier,

Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard;

Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel,

Seeking the bubble reputation

Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice,

In fair round belly with good capon lined,

With eyes severe and beard of formal cut,

Full of wise saws and modern instances;

And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts

Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon,

With spectacles on nose and pouch on side;

His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide

For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice,

Turning again toward childish treble, pipes

And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all,

That ends this strange eventful history,

Is second childishness and mere oblivion,

Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): As You Like It. Act ii. Sc. 7.

  The love of justice is simply, in the majority of men, the fear of suffering injustice.

Isaac De Benserade (1612-1691): Maxim 78.

The quality of mercy is not strain'd,

It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven

Upon the place beneath. It is twice blest:

It blesseth him that gives and him that takes.

'T is mightiest in the mightiest: it becomes

The throned monarch better than his crown;

His sceptre shows the force of temporal power,

The attribute to awe and majesty,

Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings;

But mercy is above this sceptred sway,

It is enthroned in the hearts of kings,

It is an attribute to God himself;

And earthly power doth then show likest God's,

When mercy seasons justice. Therefore, Jew,

Though justice be thy plea, consider this,

That in the course of justice none of us

Should see salvation: we do pray for mercy;

And that same prayer doth teach us all to render

The deeds of mercy.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): The Merchant of Venice. Act iv. Sc. 1.

I'm armed with more than complete steel,—

The justice of my quarrel.

Christopher Marlowe (1565-1593): Lust's Dominion. Act iii. Sc. 4.

Poetic Justice, with her lifted scale,

Where in nice balance truth with gold she weighs,

And solid pudding against empty praise.

Alexander Pope (1688-1744): The Dunciad. Book i. Line 52.

  A man may see how this world goes with no eyes. Look with thine ears: see how yond justice rails upon yond simple thief. Hark, in thine ear: change places; and, handy-dandy, which is the justice, which is the thief?

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): King Lear. Act iv. Sc. 6.

  Revenge is a kind of wild justice, which the more man's nature runs to, the more ought law to weed it out.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): Of Revenge.

But the sunshine aye shall light the sky,

As round and round we run;

And the truth shall ever come uppermost,

And justice shall be done.

Charles Mackay (1814-1889): Eternal Justice. Stanza 4.

  Justice, sir, is the great interest of man on earth.

Daniel Webster (1782-1852): On Mr. Justice Story, 1845. P. 300.

  Equal and exact justice to all men, of whatever state or persuasion, religious or political; peace, commerce, and honest friendship with all nations,—entangling alliances with none; the support of the State governments in all their rights, as the most competent administrations for our domestic concerns, and the surest bulwarks against anti-republican tendencies; the preservation of the general government in its whole constitutional vigour, as the sheet anchor of our peace at home and safety abroad; . . . . freedom of religion; freedom of the press; freedom of person under the protection of the habeas corpus; and trial by juries impartially selected,—these principles form the bright constellation which has gone before us, and guided our steps through an age of revolution and reformation.

Thomas Jefferson (1743-1826): First Inaugural Address. March 4, 1801.

  Think on this doctrine,—that reasoning beings were created for one another's sake; that to be patient is a branch of justice, and that men sin without intending it.

Marcus Aurelius Antoninus (121-180 a d): Meditations. iv. 3.

  Truth is its [justice's] handmaid, freedom is its child, peace is its companion, safety walks in its steps, victory follows in its train; it is the brightest emanation from the Gospel; it is the attribute of God.

Sydney Smith (1769-1845): Lady Holland's Memoir. Vol. i. p. 29.

Tremble, thou wretch,

That hast within thee undivulged crimes,

Unwhipp'd of justice.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): King Lear. Act iii. Sc. 2.

  He used to define justice as "a virtue of the soul distributing that which each person deserved."

Diogenes Laertius (Circa 200 a d): Aristotle. xi.

  A man may see how this world goes with no eyes. Look with thine ears: see how yond justice rails upon yond simple thief. Hark, in thine ear: change places; and, handy-dandy, which is the justice, which is the thief?

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): King Lear. Act iv. Sc. 6.

Yet I shall temper so

Justice with mercy, as may illustrate most

Them fully satisfy'd, and thee appease.

John Milton (1608-1674): Paradise Lost. Book x. Line 77.