Our clients are our only assets, so we kill ourselves for them.
IN THE PARLANCE of the Bible Belt, those within the faith used many words and terms to describe those outside of it. On the harsher end of the spectrum, the “lost” were referred to as heathen, unsaved, unclean, hell-bound, and just old-fashioned sinners. More polite Christians called them nonbelievers, future saints, backsliders, or – the favorite – unchurched.
But most Christians I know are quite good at cherry-picking their way through the Holy Scriptures.
I suppose that in America everything, including education and corrections, is fair game for profiteers. I am led to a room with a row of enclosed booths for.
Since we can all agree that it’s wrong to kill, why do we allow the State to kill?
Deck has reduced the Canons of Ethics to the Big Three: Fight for your client, don’t steal, try not to lie.
The gate was packed with weary travelers, most of them standing and huddled along the walls because the meager allotment of plastic chairs had long since been taken. Every plane that came and went held at least eighty passengers, yet the gate had seats for only a few dozen.
Bruce said, “Well, dear, you’re not sticking me in one of those places. I’ve always said that when it’s time for the diapers it’s time for the black pill.” “Let’s talk about something else,” Mercer said.
You know what they say – the reason divorce is so expensive is because it’s worth it.
Both sides of Interstate 57 looked the same after midnight – scattered lights from the small, neat farms strewn over the countryside, and occasionally a big town like Champaign or Effingham.
Men, we don’t deserve respect. Yet. Respect is out there on the floor, just waiting for us to go get it.
As I told you before, it’s fairly easy to convict an innocent man and virtually impossible to exonerate one.
She was the only girl he had ever loved. It ended abruptly when she ditched him for a football player. He carried the wounds for six years until he caught her and killed her. Only then had his pain suddenly vanished, his broken heart was healed. The score was even.
How many of us have a true friend who loves what we do and is willing to listen for hours?
The fear of getting caught was not driven by the fear of paying the price. Rather, it was the fear of having to stop.
Why do so many white people love the death penalty?” Portia asked. “It’s in the water. We grow up with it. We hear it at home, at church, at school, among friends. This is the Bible Belt, Portia, eye for an eye and all that.” “What about the New Testament and Jesus’s sermons on forgiveness?” “It’s not convenient. He also preached love first, tolerance, acceptance, equality. But most Christians I know are quite good at cherry-picking their way through the Holy Scriptures.
Great trial lawyers aren’t born; they’re made. The great ones simply tell the jury a story...
Pointing the finger at Ross Bannick was a terrifying act, not because she was afraid of being wrong, but because she feared the man himself.
You don’t do it for the money. You do it for your soul.
The faster I ran, the faster the llama ran. I could hear the monkey squealing, having fun, I guess.
I think children have a right not to be raped, and their parents have the right to protect them. I think little girls are special, and if mine was tied to a tree and gang raped by two dopeheads I’m sure it would make me crazy. I think good and decent fathers should have a constitutional right to execute any pervert who touches their children.