Omerta Quotes

Some honorable men spend their whole life preparing for a supreme act of treachery

Do not count on the gratitude of deeds done for people in the past,you must make them grateful for things you will do for them in the future.

Hmm. I’m tempted. But what works against my temptation is the ancient junior high code of Omerta. Nobody squeals on nobody, no matter what.

It was presumptuous for one man to forgive another. That was the duty of God. For men to pretend such mercy was an idle pride and a lack of respect. He did not desire any such mercy for himself.

I do not seek it or desire it. If I must, I will accept the punishment for all my sins.

you can’t let other men impose their will on you or life’s not worth living.

Uxuriousness may be the last refuge of the honest man,

Mercy is a vice, a pretension to powers we do not have. Those who give mercy commit an unpardonable offense to the victim. And that is not our duty here on earth.

I was young myself once, and believe me, in love the truth is of no importance.

Do not exercise power because it is easy to your hand. And do not get carried away with a certainty of victory when your intellect tells you there is even a hint of tragedy.

Kurt Cilke liked dogs because they could not conspire. They could not hide hostility, and they were not cunning. They did not lie awake at night planning to rob and murder other dogs. Treachery was beyond their scope.

A life is sacred or it isn't. We can't adjust what we believe just because it causes us pain.

After all, education is the key to a higher civilization.

There are honorable men who spend all their lives preparing for a supreme act of treachery,

The truth is always buried beneath the lie.

twisted form of Omerta, the Sicilian code of silence, and frankly, it’s protected many a bad doctor and some true butchers.

in the hot blood of vendetta they would shotgun the Pope himself for breaking omerta, the ancient code of silence to any authority.

they would never shame a statue of the Virgin Mary, but in the hot blood of vendetta they would shotgun the Pope himself for breaking omerta,

Do not count on the gratitude of deeds done for people in the past,” he remembered the Don lecturing him. “You must make them grateful for things you will do for them in the future

And now, as he looked deeply into Nicole’s eyes, he determined she was telling him the absolute truth.

Drugs kept people alive in a realm of dreams and hope.

this place is full of shit. It’s run by aliens from outer space. Sure, they make the food look Italian, they make it smell Italian, but it tastes like goo from Mars.

Narkotikas ir pestīšana cilvēka garam, patvērums tiem izmisušajiem, kam liktenis lēmis nabadzību vai garīgas slimības.! Tas ir remdinājums tiem, kas alkst pēc mīlestības, zudušajām dvēselēm mūsu garīgi pagrimušajā pasaulē. Galu galā- ja cilvēks vairs netic Dievam, sabiedrībai, pats savai vērtībai, kas tad viņam vēl atliek.? Nonāvēties.? Narkotikas ļauj cilvēkam dzīvot sapņu un cerību valstībā. Viss, kas nepieciešams, ir zināma mērenība. Galu galā- vai tad narkotikas nogalina tikpat daudz cilvēku kā alkohols un cigaretes, kā nabadzība un izmisums.? Nē.!

Great men have allied themselves with the angels at a terrible price to themselves. Evil men indulge their slightest whim for small satisfactions while accepting the fate of burning in Hell.

This is a love story, Michael Deane says. But, really, what isn’t? Doesn’t the detective love the mystery, or the chase, or the nosy female reporter, who is even now being held against her wishes at an empty warehouse on the waterfront? Surely the serial murderer loves his victims, and the spy loves his gadgets or his country or the exotic counterspy. The ice trucker is torn between his love for ice and truck, and the competing chefs go crazy for scallops, and the pawnshop guys adore their junk just as the Housewives live for catching glimpses of their own Botoxed brows in gilded hall mirrors, and the rocked-out dude on ‘roids totally wants to shred the ass of the tramp-tatted girl on Hookbook, and because this is reality, they are all in love—madly, truly—with the body mic clipped to their back buckle, and the producer casually suggesting just one more angle, one more Jell-O shot. And the robot loves his master, alien loves his saucer, Superman loves Lois, Lex, and Lana, Luke love Leia (till he finds out she’s his sister), and the exorcist loves the demon even as he leaps out the window with it, in full soulful embrace, as Leo loves Kate and they both love the sinking ship, and the shark—God, the shark loves to eat, which is what the Mafioso loves, too—eating and money and Paulie and omerta` --the way the cowboy loves his horse, loves the corseted girl behind the piano bar, and sometimes loves the other cowboy, as the vampire loves night and neck, and the zombie—don’t even start with the zombie, sentimental fool; has anyone ever been more lovesick than a zombie, that pale, dull metaphor for love, all animal craving and lurching, outstretched arms, his very existence a sonnet about how much he wants those brains? This, too, is a love story.

Seule la mort a le pouvoir d’ouvrir les portes interdites, de lever l’omerta.

The worthy ones, the secrets of consequence, swallow up the tongues of the living until they sleep together in the grave. Unseen forces, nevertheless they twist and mold unsuspecting lives, bruise and batter bewildered souls. Omerta -- what happens in the "family" stays in the family. Powerful, percolating, persistent, these insidious secrets are the ones I fear.

omerta.

From the collapse of Monte de Piedad in the mid-’90s to sexual indiscretions and financial mismanagement today, the Church has observed the Code of Omerta, a sense of brotherhood that demands that dark secrets be kept in order to preserve honor and bring no shame. Its deafening silence on its erring members is a stark contrast to the Church’s thunderous preaching on morality and politics.