Quotes About Destruction

The sand beneath the blast was instantly turned into a layer of green glass ten feet deep, and the shock waves could be felt one hundred miles away.

We were told that the drugs will destroy the sons and daughters of the West, and that we must kill them. Their lives are worth less because they are not Muslims.

Perhaps only that revenge is ultimately unsatisfying. It cant make up for the evil done to you, but it can destroy the remaining good in your life.

The capital city of Grozny in Chechnya was reduced completely to rubble, and Putin thought this was worthwhile because it kept the state together.

Any fool can destroy trees. They cannot run away; and if they could, they would still be destroyed - chased and hunted down as long as fun or a dollar could be got out of their bark hides, branching horns, or magnificent bole backbones.

All the lessons of history in four sentences: Whom the gods would destroy, they first make mad with power. The mills of God grind slowly, but they grind exceedingly small. The bee fertilizes the flower it robs. When it is dark enough, you can see the stars.

Poetry is a sword of lightning, ever unsheathed, which consumes the scabbard that would contain it.

The nature of catastrophe is, after all, reasonably unvarying in the way it ruins, destroys, wounds and devastates. But if something can be learned from the event - not least something as profound as the theory of plate tectonics - then it somehow puts the ruination into a much more positive light.

Our biggest catastrophe was that Dresden was destroyed in the war. But the message of the city is that wounds of war can heal, and people can live in peace.

The holy angels live and qualify in the light, in the good quality wherein the Holy Ghost reigneth. The devils live and reign in the fierce wrathful quality, in the quality of fierceness and wrath, destruction or perdition.

Usury once in control will wreck the nation.

But I am a blasted tree; the bolt has entered my soul; and I felt then that I should survive to exhibit what I shall soon cease to be - a miserable spectacle of wrecked humanity, pitiable to others and intolerable to myself.

If it's going to be wrecked, I want to make sure I wreck it.

Sit down and put down everything that comes into your head and then you're a writer. But an author is one who can judge his own stuff's worth, without pity, and destroy most of it.

We sat around on a hotel balcony with a bottle of wine and tried to figure out how you would go about blowing up a planet. That's the kind of conversations science fiction writers have when they get together. We don't talk about football or anything like that.

So when will this society, bastardised by every debauchery of mind, body and soul, finally come to an end?

Argent. Cause de tout le mal.

Birkaç y?ld?z kayd? birden, dev bir füzenin parabolüne benzer bir ÅŸeyler çizdi. ''Ä°ÅŸte bak dünyalar yok oluyor,'' dedi Bouvard. Gene Pecuchet ald? sözü:''Bir gün bizimki de tepetaklak olursa, y?ld?zlar?n yurttaÅŸlar? bizim ÅŸimdi heyecanland???m?zdan daha fazla heyecanlanmayacaklar. Böyle düÅŸünceler gururunu yerle bir ediyor insan?n.

Killing is decreed by law but nature loves eternal youth. Whatever she does, however unconscious and unfeeling the act, she seems to cry out: 'Quick! Quick! Quick!' And the more she destroys, the more she is renewed.

Aquello que se ama con violencia acaba siempre por matarle a uno.

Human beings, rulers of the animal world, had created their own destruction. A process of natural selection, often very badly organized, periodically topples our crown.

The time would be easy to know, for then mankind would have become as the Great Old Ones; free and wild and beyond good and evil, with laws and morals thrown aside and all men shouting and killing and revelling in joy. Then the liberated Old Ones would teach them new ways to shout and kill and revel and enjoy themselves, and all the earth would flame with a holocaust of ecstasy and freedom.

Down unlit and illimitable corridors of eldritch phantasy sweeps the black, shapeless Nemesis that drives me to self-annihilation.

Oamenii nevoiaÈ™i nu cunosc alt? distracÈ›ie decât uciderea oamenilor nevoiaÈ™i. Dintre toate creaturile pe care omul le ucide pentru propria-i distracÈ›ie, exista una pe care o ucide din ir? - alÈ›i oameni. Omul nu ur??te nimic aÈ™a cum se ur??te pe sine. De aceea r?zboiul este numit lepra sufletului uman.