Quotes About Aggression

I like to kill my enemies and listen to the lamentations of their women

People are pushing, chesting up, there's much half-assed shoving and garbled smack talk about who dissed who and who crossed whose line and of course everybody's gotta have their boy's back. A melee, you'd call it. A fracas. Not quite a throw-down brawl right here on the sacred turf of Texas Stadium.

The Best Defense is a Good Offense

Seconds later, they were in the midst of a full-fledged rock fight

You bastard!' he shouted. He was quick. No warrior stays alive by being slow.

Your mother didn't give birth to you, I told hint, but farted you out of her shrivelled arsehole. Frightened or not, Asser said, you've taken Peredur's silver, so you must fight them now. Say one more word, monk, I said, and I'll cut off your scrawny balls.

Podemos fazer a paz, mas apenas se formos suficientemente fortes para fazer a guerra

He knew you were a warrior. He called you a brute. He said you were like a dog that attacks a bull. You had no fear because you had no sense.

the French, as they had always intended, broke their truce.

Soldiers were not paragons; they were scarred, vicious men who took delight in destruction.

it's full of Frenchmen who are raping anything that isn't dead and probably things that are dead if they're still fresh

weakness invites war

You will tell him that Uhtred of Bebbanburg is in a mood to kill.

You are sheep, they are wolves. Your blood will soak the hillsides, your skin will make saddles, your flesh will feed pigs!

He was loose in his enemy's rear, he was angry, and he was ready to give the bastards a taste of hell on earth.

You do not swing in a shield wall, you stab. May the gods ever send me enemies who swing their blades.

War grows out of ordinary human nature.

I want to shut Camacho's mouth, quiet him for good.

There's something about football that's exciting. The defense is trying to shut you down and you're trying to blow people up.

I love fighting. I don't know what it is in me, whether it's a sickness or a gene, but I just love standing in front of another fighter and going for it: they can hurt me, and I can hurt them.

When lorry drivers come up behind me and I'm cycling, innocently keeping to my side of the road, and they decide because they are so big, and their lorry is so powerful, and they just want to clear me out of the road, and they hoot aggressively, then I do see red a bit. I do.

If the money's right, I'm happy to bust up the other side of his face... No problem.

If you're playing against an aggressive side, you need to play an aggressive game.

You can't sideline players who can take a good helping for themselves in the Power Plays.