Hypocrisy Quotes

If you are justice, please do not lie. What is the price for your blind eye?

You can’t blame him for being weird. Have a look at yourself in the mirror.[to Simon, about Verdell]

Would there be any way that you would be willing to walk his dog for him?[Nora]Absolutely.[Melvin Udall]You’re a wonderful man. 2:00 would be a good time, and here is the key in case he is asleep. Open his curtains for him, so he can see God’s beautiful work. And he’ll know that even things like this happen for the best.[Nora]Where did they teach you to talk like this? In some Panama City sailor “wanna hump-hump” bar? Or is this getaway day and your last shot at his whiskey? Sell crazy someplace else. We’re all stocked up here.[Melvin Udall]

Who do you think buys the stones that I bring out? Dreamy American girls who all want a storybook wedding and a big, shiny rock. It’s like the ones they see in the advertisements of your politically correct magazines. So, please, don’t come here and make judgments on me, all right?[to Maddy]

Sometimes I just want people to forget about their personal bulls*** and do their jobs.[Madolyn Madden]Including the criminals?[Colin Sullivan]Well, if they don’t do their jobs, you don’t have one.[Madolyn Madden]I’ll always have a job. I’ll just arrest innocent people.[Colin Sullivan]

So you found God? That’s awesome. See, Mom kept calling out for him, but he wasn’t around. I guess Jesus was down at the mill, forgiving all the drunks?[to Paddy]

My anger is with hypocrisy. My boredom is with you.[to Sherlock]

Let me tell you something. They signed up to use their weapons. Most of them, all right. But they watch enough TV, so they know they have to weep after they use their weapons. There is no one more full of s*** than a cop. Except for a cop on TV.[to Madolyn]

Honor, country, valor. These surely are worthwhile, elevated ideas by themselves, wouldn’t you agree? And nevertheless, men are dying for them. In a decidedly un-elevated way, face down in the mud, choking on blood, screaming in pain. Men that were fathers, brothers or sons to someone out there. Men that were fed, cleaned and nursed and schooled into this world by their mothers, only to fall on a battlefield far away, far from those that provoke these tragedies. Those men remain at home, untouched by blood or bayonet, their skin unpierced, their blankets warm and clean. That is what happens when ideas are pursued by fools.[to Victor]