Dhritarashtra
Queen, you inflict fresh pain on a heart already rent.
Gandhari
Sire, the punishment imposed on our son will be more ours than his. A judge callous to the pain that he inflicts loses the right to judge. And if you spare your son to save yourself pain, then all the culprits ever punished by your hands will cry before God’s throne for vengeance,—had they not also their fathers?