Quotes About Compromise

Sometimes there are good reasons to do bad things.

I caught you, saved you from painting the ground with your organs. You owed me a favor, and I asked for a single day without bloodshed.' 'Yeah, but you didn't specify which day.' With that, Paris dismissed the angel.

Sometimes war is the only path to peace.

My guys wanted to call it "Cujo" or "Stiletto." But the developers wanted to call it "Unicorn." Unicorn? Like rainbows and Care Bears? And against all my expectations, "Unicorn" wins the vote. Developers. I'll never understand them.

Our marriage has always been a 50-50 proposition — with the possible exception of closet space.

People do keep on talking about wanting a war so that their side will win. But ultimately all they really want is for their side to be a bit better off. Nobody wishes for their side to triumph completely.

The perfect life, the perfect lie, I realised after Christmas, is one which prevents you from doing that which you would ideally have done (painted, say, or written unpublishable poetry) but which, in fact, you have no wish to do. People need to feel that they have been thwarted by circumstances from pursuing the life which, had they led it, they would not have wanted; whereas the life they really want is precisely a compound of all those thwarting circumstances.

My God, I would never do anything to encourage Hanoi—I mean Saigon—not to come to the table because, basically, that was what you got out of your bombing pause, that, good God, we want them over in Paris. We've got to get them to Paris or you can't have peace….I just want you to know, I'm not trying to interfere with your conduct of it. I mean I'll only do what you and Rusk want me to do, but I'll do anything…

Here's a thought. You answer what I ask and I keep not killing you." - Antiope Flint - DREAMNASIUM

This is why we apply the LCD Principle or Lowest Common Democracy. In short, this is social interaction based not on the best possible good, but on the least possible offense. Without saying so, the parties involved have entered into the following arrangement: What is the least we can all agree on and still get along? Of course, you can see this means no one is pleased.

We need only think of the number of talented men who sooner or later make their apologies and concessions to philistinism, so as to be permitted to exist.

Marriage is an alliance entered into by a man who can't sleep with the window shut, and a woman who can't sleep with the window open.

Women upset everything. When you let them into your life, you find that the woman is driving at one thing and you're driving at another.

Never wrestle with pigs. You both get dirty and the pig likes it.

Two great talkers will not travel far together.

It is in vain to hope to please all alike. Let a man stand with his face in what direction he will, he must necessarily turn his back on one half of the world.

Horthy was no more of an anti-Semite than good manners required, and this was not something he may have wanted himself, but his duty was to preserve an independent Hungary, and if putting Jews into labor battalions was what was needed, he was going to do what was needed. For

If a sect does officially insist that its structure of belief demands that evolution be false, then no compromise is possible. An honest and competent biology teacher can only conclude that the sect's beliefs are wrong and that its religion is a false one.

What part of no don't you understand?" "The part where I don't get what I want.

We let each other be who we are," Curran said. "I don't have to like all of the things she has to do. I love her.

Perhaps you should negotiate? Robert glanced at me. Sure. I cleared my throat. Move or I'll cut your head off.

You know my price," he told her. Elara leaned back and crossed her arms, her face iced over. "Really?" "The whole thing. You'll put it in your mouth and you'll swallow." What? "The whole thing?

I like that you're jealous." "Rogan, put the car back." "Come to dinner with me tonight and I'll consider it." Yes! "No. I don't negotiate with terrorists." "If you don't go to dinner with me, I'll have to do something drastic like stand by your window with a boom box blasting some idiotically sappy song.

Can you turn so you're not pressed against me?" "I could," he said, his voice amused. "But then you would have to lie on top of me." My brain said, "NO." My body went, "Wheee!" I