Juror #11: I beg pardon... Juror #10: "I beg pardon?" What are you so polite about? Juror #11: For the same reason you are not: it's the way I was brought up.
I remember in 'Law of Desire,' where I played a homosexual, that people were more upset that I kissed a man on the mouth than I killed a man. It's interesting to see how people can pardon you for murdering a man, but they can't pardon you for kissing...
Love truth, and pardon error.
Love truth, but pardon error.
We pardon to the extent that we love.
Pardon me for loitering in front of an orchestra.
[first lines] James Cole: Jose - psst! Jose, what's going on? Jose: Bad news, man James Cole: Volunteers? Jose: Yeah. And they said your name. [pause] Jose: Hey, maybe they'll give you a pardon, man. James Cole: [sarcastic] Yeah, that's why none of t...
If this be not love, it is madness, and then it is pardonable.
Clinton's pardoning of Marc Rich was off-the-wall.
If there is something to pardon in everything, there is also something to condemn.
Joyce Cooper: Fascist! Nicholas Angel: I beg your pardon? Joyce Cooper: [doing a crossword puzzle] System of government categorized by extreme dictatorship. Seven across. Nicholas Angel: Actually that's fascism. Joyce Cooper: Fascism! Wonderful. Nich...
Yuri: Plenty of alcoves in Bruges. Ken: Pardon?
Talent, like beauty, to be pardoned, must be obscure and unostentatious.
He who pardons easily invites offense.
Only he who has the power to punish can pardon.
Harriet Jones: When they fart, if you'll pardon the word, it doesn't smell like a fart, pardon the word, it's like something else. What is it? It's more like um... Rose: Bad breath! Harriet Jones: That's it! The Doctor: Calcium decay! Now that narrow...
Ebenezer Scrooge: Bob Cratchit, I've had my fill of this. Miss Piggy: And I have had my fill of you, Mr. Scrooge. Ebenezer Scrooge: And therefore, Bob Cratchit... Miss Piggy: And therefore, you can leave this house at once. Ebenezer Scrooge: And ther...
Forgiveness to the injured does belong; but they ne'er pardon who have done wrong.
Where there is injury let me sow pardon.
Marcus Licinius Crassus: Great merciful bloodstained gods! Your pardon.
God pardons like a mother, who kisses the offense into everlasting forgiveness.
