Quotes About Resolution

There are words which close a conversation as with an iron door.

Die! No, no!' He cried. 'It was not worth living so long, and suffering so much, to die now. Death was welcome previously when I made a resolution to meet it, many years ago. But now it would truly be conceding too much to my miserable fate. No, I want to live, I want to struggle to the end. No, I want to recover the happiness that has been taken away from me. I am forgetting that, before I die, I have my enemies to punish and, who knows?—perhaps a few friends to reward.

Having reached the summit of his vengeance by the slow and tortuous route that he had followed, he had looked over the far side of the mountain and into the abyss of doubt.

In a revolution, as in a novel, the most difficult part to invent is the end.

One of the most familiar weaknesses of the human mind is the wish to reconcile contrary principles and buy peace at the expense of logic.

Uncross your knives

Things without all remedy should be without regard

Things without all remedy should be without regard. But what you can cure, do so willingly. What ails the human body and soul may be difficult to diagnose, but just as often there is a simple resolution. Black pepper for aching muscles, linden root and yarrow for high blood pressure, feverfew for migraines, ginger for motion sickness, watercress to ease labored breathing, vervain to quiet the pangs of unrequited love.

sometimes the right thing felt all wrong until it was over and done with.

In the arc of an unremarkable life, a life whose triumphs are small and personal, whose trials are ordinary enough, as tempered in their pain as in their resolution of pain, the claim of exclusivity in love requires both a certain kind of courage and a good dose of delusion.

Eu disse que a única coisa que me incomodava, um pouco, era o fato de haver uma pressuposição de que nada mais ia acontecer na nossa vida. Nada importante para nós, nada que precisasse ainda ser resolvido.

The news always sound crazy. People fussing and fighting and pointing fingers at other people, and never even looking for no peace.

People fussing and fighting and pointing fingers at other people, and never even looking for no peace.

Sometimes there is no good choice. Just the choice that has to be made.

As soon as two or more people are together there is inevitably conflict, even if they like and respect each other. In order to resolve those conflicts there needs to be good will on both sides, and a willingness to give and take.

Litigation – A machine which you go into as a pig and come out of as a sausage.

War: A by-product of the arts of peace.

COMPROMISE, n. Such an adjustment of conflicting interests as gives each adversary the satisfaction of thinking he has got what he ought not to have, and is deprived of nothing except what was justly his due.

GUNPOWDER, n. An agency employed by civilized nations for the settlement of disputes which might become troublesome if left unadjusted. By most writers the invention of gunpowder is ascribed to the Chinese, but not upon very convincing evidence. Milton says it was invented by the devil to dispel angels with, and this opinion seems to derive some support from the scarcity of angels.

PROJECTILE, n. The final arbiter in international disputes. Formerly these disputes were settled by physical contact of the disputants, with such simple arguments as the rudimentary logic of the times could supply—the sword, the spear, and so forth. With the growth of prudence in military affairs the projectile came more and more into favor, and is now held in high esteem by the most courageous. Its capital defect is that it requires personal attendance at the point of propulsion.

Let Father Peace spill tears over the methods. Mother War smiles upon results.

If you change your mind about the knife,' Grom called after him, smiling all the while, 'you can seek me out.' [...] 'Last time we met... you offered me a knife' Yarvi fixed Grom with his eye. On his knees, ragged and bloodied, but fixed him still. 'You told me to seek you out if I changed my mind. Will you give it to me now?

One act presses hard upon another, on a path we have no choice but to follow, and each time there are reasons. We do what we must, we do what we are told, we do what is easiest. What else can we do but solve one sordid problem at a time? Then one day we look up and find that we are . . . this.

One need not love one's enemy, or even fear him, to desire peace. One need only love oneself.