Quotes About Destruction

there was a moment when the living room vanished and I saw a great, mushroom-shaped cloud rising into a blue sky. I saw it quite distinctly.

La légende dit que Charlie Chaplin et Adolf Hitler se changeaient en lions à la nuit tombante ; l'un a concentré son énergie vers la création, l'autre vers la destruction. Pourtant, dans leur forme animale, il était quasiment impossible de les discerner l'un de l'autre.

Sin embargo, aquel recuerdo había hecho crecer una extraña flor en el fondo del agujero de obús que me servía de corazón. Poco más que una rosa, apenas una amapola. Pero era hermoso mirarla entre los escombros. Me daba fuerzas.

Y es la intensidad loca de esa esperanza destruida la que hoy me adormecía.

Do not worry, my son. Humanity is already on a path to self-destruction. I am simply helping them along.

And yet we had done what so often happened in the proud history of geographic discovery. We had found paradise. And then we had set it on fire.

An image of a black hole - she realised that's what she was. A black hole. A dying star, collapsing in on itself.

What is depression? Its like a tornado, theres nothing you can do but sit and wait, and finally when the storm is over ... you are left with the destruction. The scars on your body, the puffy eyes from crying, the exhaustion from fighting a losing battle. It's consuming.

in the proud history of geographic discovery. We had found paradise. And then we had set it on fire.

The paradox of volcanoes was that they were symbols of destruction but also life.

Los humanos son una especie arrogante, que se define por su violencia y su avaricia. No se les ha ocurrido otra cosa que conducir a su propio planeta, el único al que ahora mismo tienen acceso, por el camino de la destrucción. Han creado un mundo de divisiones y categorías, y son incapaces de ver las similitudes entre ellos mismos.

The paradox of volcanoes was that they were symbols of destruction but also life. Once the lava slows and cools, it solidifies and then breaks down over time to become soil – rich, fertile soil. She wasn't a black hole, she decided. She was a volcano. And like a volcano she couldn't run away from herself. She'd have to stay there and tend to that wasteland.

The paradox of volcanoes was that they were symbols of destruction but also life. Once the lava slows and cools, it solidifies and then breaks down over time to become soil – rich, fertile soil.

You get near a black hole and the gravitational pull drags you into its bleak, dark reality.

The humans are an arrogant species, defined by violence and greed. They have taken their home planet, the only one they currently have access to, and placed it on the road to destruction. They have created a world of divisions and categories and have continually failed to see the similarities among themselves.

Remember, during your mission, never to become influenced or corrupted. The humans are an arrogant species, defined by violence and greed. They have taken their home planet, the only one they currently have access to, and placed it on the road to destruction. They have created a world of divisions and categories and have continually failed to see the similarities among themselves. They have developed technology at a rate too fast for human psychology to keep up

That's the horror, the most awful thing: to have a child the world wants to destroy and know that you're helpless to help him. Nothing worse than that. Nothing worse.

Before he began destroying the stock, he was aware of no intention to do it. The only correlative to the impulse that he could think of – and this was a thought that occurred to him mid-act, as he hefted a three litre jar of psychofuel above his head, the top of his skull lifted off, holes drilled in his spine, anger playing him like a flute – was when he was a recidivist in his addictions, and would find himself honking up the grokk without really wanting it.

It is a thing to be regretted (and prevented, if possible) that a whole nation should be ruined for the pride and obstinacy of its princes

Hell is destruction from the presence of the Lord, Th2 1:9. It is a perpetual banishment from the fountain of all good. This is the choice of sinners; and so shall their doom be, to their eternal confusion.

Sin is the death of the soul.

What seems to tend to the church's ruin is often overruled to the ruin of the church's enemies, whose pride and malice are fed by Providence, that they may be ripened for destruction.

All the enemies of Christ shall be made his footstool, either by humble submission and entire subjection to his will casting themselves down at his feet, or by utter destruction;

Ontare ruina!