Accountable Quotes

“The true responsible will do whatever it takes to hold each droplet accountable when the stormwater inundates the fences of our living. ("Finally things had lost their weightiness" )”
― Erik Pevernagie

“Vegetables have destiny, humans have responsibility.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Giants in Jeans: 100 Sonnets of United Earth

“No matter your goal or level, I highly recommend finding a compatible training partner and a coach. They will hold you accountable on days when your motivation is low. A coach will help you work through challenges and make adjustments to your training program.”
― Shalane Flanagan, Rise and Run: Recipes, Rituals and Runs to Fuel Your Day: A Cookbook

“It is a world of citizens, citizens are its lifeblood. You and I are its caretakers, not some elected vanguard.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Giants in Jeans: 100 Sonnets of United Earth

“No name, no background, no ancestry, nothing - you identity is your purpose - your identity is your work - your identity is your accountability - your identity is your sacrifice.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Şehit Sevda Society: Even in Death I Shall Live

“Stop taking things for granted. After a regular time interval, remind yourself to become accountable and serious towards existing things.”
― Dax Bamania, Productivity Promoter

“There is no humanitarian crisis, there is just everyday, ordinary human indifference.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Mücadele Muhabbet: Gospel of An Unarmed Soldier

“Knowing the line of control is imperative, to have no limits is called bestiality.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Dervish Advaitam: Gospel of Sacred Feminines and Holy Fathers

“The hardness of the fall will be determined by the hardness of the questions that we refused to ask.”
― Craig D. Lounsbrough

“You are accountable for each and everything that you did or will do in your life.”
― Avijeet Das

“Possibility is born of responsibility.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Honor He Wrote: 100 Sonnets For Humans Not Vegetables

“The greatest act of bravery is to admit that we’re not.”
― Craig D. Lounsbrough

“Not playing the game is the best way to play the game.”
― Craig D. Lounsbrough

“It is in our deepest nature to be on a journey in search of the truth. And we betray that nature when we choose to crawl off to some dark corner of our lives and sit hunched over some self-serving agenda tediously attempting to create a ‘truth’ that will justify that agenda.”
― Craig D. Lounsbrough

“A Better Future
A special tribute to my beautiful Mother

When you were strict towards me
I thought you were being mean

When you advised me to behave
I would sometimes misbehave

When you instilled discipline
I assumed you were ill-treating me

When you taught about being responsible
I did not want to be accountable

When you told me to go to school
I felt it was not cool

When you gave me less money for lunch
I somehow expected more

When you asked for my homework
I was keen to do nothing

When you said I should pray
I only wanted to play

Mother!
It was because back then
I did not know, but now I realise
You were preparing me
For a better future!”
― Gift Gugu Mona, From My Mother's Classroom: A Badge of Honour for a Remarkable Woman

“You look... refreshed,' Lucien observed with a glance at Tamlin. I shrugged. 'Sleep well?'

'Like a babe.' I smiled at him and took another bite of food, and felt Lucien's eyes travel inexorably to my neck.

'What is that bruise?' Lucien demanded.

I pointed with my fork at Tamlin. 'Ask him. He did it.'

Lucien looked from Tamlin to me and then back again. 'Why does Feyre have a bruise on her neck from you?' he asked with no small amount of amusement.

'I bit her,' Tamlin said, not pausing as he cut his steak. 'We ran into each other in the hall after the Rite.'

I straightened in my chair.

'She seems to have a death wise,' he went on, cutting his meat. The claws stayed retracted but pushed against the skin above his knuckles. My throat closed up. Oh, he was mad- furious at my foolishness for leaving my room- but somehow managed to keep his anger on a tight, tight leash. 'So, if Feyre can't be bothered to listen to orders, then I can't be held accountable for the consequences.'

'Accountable?' I sputtered, placing my hands flat on the table. 'You cornered me in the hall like a wolf with a rabbit!'

Lucien propped an arm on the table and covered his mouth with his hand, his russet eye bright.

'While I might not have been myself, Lucien and I both told you to stay in your room,' Tamlin said, so calmly that I wanted to rip out my hair.

I couldn't help it. Didn't even try to fight the red-hot temper that razed my senses. 'Faerie pig!' I yelled, and Lucien howled, almost tipping back in his chair. At the sight of Tamlin's growing smile, I left.

It took me a couple of hours to stop painting little portraits of Tamlin and Lucien with pigs' features. But as I finished the last one- Two faerie pigs wallowing in their own filth, I would call it- I smiled into the clear, bright light of my private painting room. The Tamlin I knew had returned.

And it made me... happy.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Thorns and Roses

“You look... refreshed,' Lucien observed with a glance at Tamlin. I shrugged. 'Sleep well?'

'Like a babe.' I smiled at him and took another bite of food, and felt Lucien's eyes travel inexorably to my neck.

'What is that bruise?' Lucien demanded.

I pointed with my fork at Tamlin. 'Ask him. He did it.'

Lucien looked from Tamlin to me and then back again. 'Why does Feyre have a bruise on her neck from you?' he asked with no small amount of amusement.

'I bit her,' Tamlin said, not pausing as he cut his steak. 'We ran into each other in the hall after the Rite.'

I straightened in my chair.

'She seems to have a death wish,' he went on, cutting his meat. The claws stayed retracted but pushed against the skin above his knuckles. My throat closed up. Oh, he was mad- furious at my foolishness for leaving my room- but somehow managed to keep his anger on a tight, tight leash. 'So, if Feyre can't be bothered to listen to orders, then I can't be held accountable for the consequences.'

'Accountable?' I sputtered, placing my hands flat on the table. 'You cornered me in the hall like a wolf with a rabbit!'

Lucien propped an arm on the table and covered his mouth with his hand, his russet eye bright.

'While I might not have been myself, Lucien and I both told you to stay in your room,' Tamlin said, so calmly that I wanted to rip out my hair.

I couldn't help it. Didn't even try to fight the red-hot temper that razed my senses. 'Faerie pig!' I yelled, and Lucien howled, almost tipping back in his chair. At the sight of Tamlin's growing smile, I left.

It took me a couple of hours to stop painting little portraits of Tamlin and Lucien with pigs' features. But as I finished the last one- Two faerie pigs wallowing in their own filth, I would call it- I smiled into the clear, bright light of my private painting room. The Tamlin I knew had returned.

And it made me... happy.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Thorns and Roses

“Freedom is the fulcrum of responsibility.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Rowdy Scientist: Handbook of Humanitarian Science

“I blamed my problems on the education system because it kept me busy and required me to maintain some semblance of sobriety. I blamed my problems
on the authorities because they drug tested me. I blamed my problems on the police because they kept me in check and held me accountable for my actions.
The real irony was that it was probably these things that kept me alive.”
― Michael J. Heil, Pursued: God’s relentless pursuit and a drug addict’s journey to finding purpose

“In an earthbound perspective that excludes all consideration of God, there will be no day of reckoning. The good will die young, nice guys will finish last, and the murderers, rapists, and warmongers will never be held accountable for their actions. Humans will continue to be free to act like animals, biting and devouring one another. If there is no God, or Creator (no one outside the cycle) all our greatest feats and accomplishments will disappear when we die. Like chasing the wind, whatever we gain, we will eventually lose. Not only will we be forgotten when everyone we know dies, but even the greatest legacies will equate to nothing on the day that the sun burns out and the human race is no more.”
― Michael J Heil, Pursued: God’s relentless pursuit and a drug addict’s journey to finding purpose

“We are accountable to everything we do. What goes around comes around.”
― Avijeet Das

“We are accountable to everything that we do. What goes around comes around.”
― Avijeet Das

“HOPE means Human On Patrol Eternally.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Visvavictor: Kanima Akiyor Kainat

“The primary function of accountability should never be shaming anyone, or retribution and punishment for their mistakes.”
― Troy Hadeed, My Name Is Love: We're Not All That Different

“Avoiding accountability and shifting blame only delays the path to growth and self-improvement.”
― Carlos Wallace

“Backbone responsible is antidote to malice.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Yüz Şiirlerin Yüzüğü (Ring of 100 Poems, Bilingual Edition): 100 Turkish Poems with Translations

“Maturity is the willingness to call out our immaturity rather than making excuses for it.”
― Craig D. Lounsbrough

“You are unity, you are trinity,
You are the end of all animosity!
You are able, always accountable,
You are the measure of living sanity!”
― Abhijit Naskar, Tum Dunya Tek Millet: Greatest Country on Earth is Earth

“Without your say so, no morning comes true.”
― Abhijit Naskar, World War Human: 100 New Earthling Sonnets

“Get so drunk with incorruptibility,
you emerge a walking Wardencliffe.
Get so drunk with accountability,
no Rorschach can analyze your spirit.”
― Abhijit Naskar, The Divine Refugee