Quotes About Destruction

the forest remembers that the last word can only be the flaming cry of the bird of ruins in the bowl of the storm

As the whirlwind in its fury teareth up trees, and deformeth the face of nature, or as an earthquake in its convulsions overturneth whole cities; so the rage of an angry man throweth mischief around him.

This was truly the worst natural disaster Americans had ever seen. While death tolls would always be imperfect, it's fair to say that around 10,000 people perished in one night. And

The barbarian looter and the religious zealot are alike in their penchant for destroying what they don't understand.

Nuke it from orbit. It's the only way to be sure." (Ellen Ripley)

Despite our daily observations to the contrary, I assure you that children are, by nature, spiritual beings, until we destroy through our example. In my own field of language I remember, and still can see, there being no problem here. A child knows, whether it be in the traditional structure of a fairy tale, or the special use of an archaism, when Mystery is engaged.

Then, after you have killed as many Americans as you can," Sano added, "you are to use the other grenade to kill yourself.

The Yamato will be here soon, and it'll smash those American ships!

American devils, whose only purpose is to kill you and your families in the most brutal, merciless ways possible.

He glanced curiously at the men who fed the lusting blades. They could not but be changed, he thought, they must partake of that feeling to some extent: become potential destroyers, or self-destroyers.

They civilize what's pretty By puttin' up a city Where nothin' that's Pretty can grow.... They civilize left They civilize right Till nothing is left Till nothing is right

It's about time we all faced up to the truth. If we accept the radical homosexual agenda, be it in the military or in marriage or in other areas of our lives, we are utterly destroying the concept of family.

Everywhere around the forts shell craters had broken up the ground, and at the Dardanos, a little further downstream on the Asiatic shore, the hillsides were pitted and scarred like the surface of the moon. Coins and pieces of pottery which had lain in the earth since classical times had been flung up into the air.

It is not permissible for us to go on destroying the family life when we know that we are destroying it.

At first the wave of Persia's fleet rolled firm, but next, as our ships jammed into the narrows and no one could help any other and our own bronze teeth bit into our own strakes, whole oarbanks shattered.

Technology is destructive only in the hands of people who do not realize that they are one and the same process as the universe.

But we have not understood the world; how its way is to destroy without destroying, the way air levels a mountain; things fly apart in a vacuum... It wears us to the hard thing we cannot help being; and if the only hard thing is our determination not to be hard, it wears us down to that.

The destruction of old Mecca goes hand in hand with the ban on non-Muslims entering the city, as well as the center of Medina. Both are attempts to cleanse the city of historical complexity. The road signs on the freeway into Mecca spell it out: "Muslims Only.

What could be better than being a shatterling? Only one thing, I thought to myself. Being a wicked shatterling. Being a devil instead of an angel. Having all that power, all that wisdom, but being able to do anything with it. Being able to destroy as well as create.

War is a perversion of sex.

All share complicity in the destruction of that much under-rated phenomenon called liberty.

I was part of that group of kids growing up in the '80s under the Reagan regime, what I used to call 'living in the shadow of Dr. Manhattan,' where we would have dreams all the time that New York City was being destroyed, and that that wall of light and destruction was rolling out and would just devour our neighborhood.

In the summer of 1988, my father took me up to look at the remains of our home, the dream house that he'd built. It was my first time since our family left four years earlier. Political and obscene graffiti covered the half-torn walls. There was no ceiling and surprisingly no floor: the parquet, the stone, the marble, all looted.

The very existence of flame-throwers proves that some time, somewhere, someone said to themselves, You know, I want to set those people over there on fire, but I'm just not close enough to get the job done.