Quotes About Stalemate

Peter said, his voice as dry as burnt toast. "Can we leave?"  Of course they couldn't leave. Not before she'd crossed the room, planted herself in front

Jean Louise had a sinking feeling. The Hundred Years' War had progressed to approximately its twenty-sixth year with no indications of anything more than periods of uneasy truce.

For the longest time, Cena would be, and still is, filibustered by half the WWE universe.

On both sides in 1915 there would be more dead on any single day than yards gained in the entire year. And there would be nearly four more years of attrition—not to determine who was right, but who was left.

Zugzwang. It's when you have no good moves. But you still have to move.

It seemed that across some thirty paces of mosaic, candle wax and human forms, Leopardo had singled him out. The observation was not actually a threat, more a calculation. Romulan, sensing himself weighed, would neither glance away nor move. At risk of dislocation of the neck, he gave Leopardo back watch for watch. The tableau was ended suddenly by a blast of tenor trumpets from the head of the banner-draped stairway.

Discussion was always an unpopular option, leading as it did to calumny, stalemate, lamentation, and wrath.

The pact between Preservation and Ruin is a thing of gods, and difficult to explain in human terms. Indeed, initially, there was a stalemate between them. On one hand, each knew that only by working together could they create. On the other hand, both knew that they would never have complete satisfaction in what they created. Preservation would not be able to keep things perfect and unchanging, and Ruin would not be able to destroy completely.

The elite isn't leading anymore. It's trapped.

Nothing of substance is being achieved or even proposed, while the country remains trapped in the Kafka-esque misery that Brexit has become.

The Palestinians are like crocodiles, the more you give them meat, they want more.

They loved the sound of their own voices. No decision would be reached anytime soon.

I don't think that strategically it is smart to begin cutting your options when the other side does not move at all.

We are severed in Two by an abstract enemy an invisible enemy under the title of liberators who have conveniently named the severance, Civil War. Cold War. Stalemate.

There are ample signs that the two sides are simply using the lull in the fighting to re-arm and re-equip their forces to have another go at a war neither can ever win.

I don't think any movie or any book or any work of art can solve the stalemate in the Middle East today. But it's certainly worth a try.

Afghanistan is the Graveyard of Empires. Afghanistan is a swamp, the more you move, the more you bog down.

Our parting was like a stalemate….Neither of us won. Yet both of us lost.And worse still … that unshakable feeling that nothing was ever really finished.

someone asked: What happens when an unstoppable force meets an immovable object?and i said(object): i give up..!!!

Me: The only way to describe the Earth these days is to compare it to rotten food or rotten sex. Georges: It doesn't sound like it's changed much. Sylvia: Nothing ever changes. Kathy: Everything changes. You've just forgotten how to see change. You're blind to it.

If all the economists were laid end to end, they'd never reach a conclusion.

A strong offensive is indicated. The stalemate you seem to be satisfied with is fatal. It would be a confession of weakness to all the worlds of the Periphery, where the appearance of strength is all-important, and there's not one vulture among

We're eyeball to eyeball, and the other fellow just blinked.

The father of confederation is deadlock.