Quotes About Provocation

I believe that truth has only one face: that of a violent contradiction.

Beauty is desired in order that it may be befouled; not for its own sake, but for the joy brought by the certainty of profaining it.

Extreme seductiveness is at the boundary of horror

Art is made to disturb. Science reassures. There is only one valuable thing in art: the thing you cannot explain.

Art is meant to disturb. Science reassures.

You may give all the explanations you like, but your painting makes me feel as if you were trying to make us eat cotton waste and wash it down with kerosene.

You are an atrocious person! Since the day I met you I have become steadily more depraved.

To provoke laughter without joining in it greatly heightens the effect.

One dog barks at something, the rest bark at him.

Diogenes struck the father when the son swore.

It seems to me probably that any one who has a series of intolerable positions to put up with must have been responsible for them to some extent... they have contributed to it by impatience or intolerance, or brusqueness-or some provocation.

That which comes into the world to disturb nothing deserves neither respect nor patience.

The silent dog is the first to bite.

It is on the mango tree full of fruits that they throw stones.

They are little to be feared whose tongues are their swords.

Fine, you do that, and you tell them that at the very first opportunity, I'm coming down there and killing all of them. Mass murder. And after they're all dead, I'm going to kick the bodies around, dance on top of them, and sing a happy song. No jury will convict me.

If you tell me I'm sensible in addition to normal and wise, I'm going to punch you in the stomach.

Hold on a minute. She leaned out the window, shouted at the messenger who'd nearly sideswiped her vehicle with his jet-board. Police property, asshole. If I had time I'd hunt you down and use that board to beat your balls black. Darling Eve, you know how that kind of talk thrills and excites me. How can I keep my mind off sex now?

My late unlamented father taught me one valuable lesson. 'Boy', he would say to me in the thick brogue of a champion drunk, 'the only way to fight is to fight dirty. The only place to hit is below the belt.

She rose. I'll just go get the wine. I'm not interested in wine. She walked away, tossed a glance over her shoulder. You will be. When I start licking it off you.

Stupid son of a bitch His droopy eyes went huge. What did you say to me? You heard me. You're too tight-assed. To stubborn, too stupid to put your feelings aside. I can't afford to lose a key member at this stage of the investigation. You know that, so don't come in here and tell me I've got cause to boot you. You're the one who's going to get a boot, right straight up your ass. You couldn't take me ten years ago, she shot back, you sure as hell can't take me now. Want to test that out, kid?

Fuck me sideways." "Thanks, but you're just not my type." "You're sure." "I'm sure men are my type, but if I went for women, I'd do you.

I don't give a rat's warty ass she's dead. It only means she's a dead cunt." "That's a strong opinion." "And the only kind worth having. I threatened to shove a stick up her twat and light it on fire just yesterday. Maybe the day before. I lose track as there was rarely a day that went by she didn't make me want to strangle her with my bare hands after I'd beaten her in the face with a rusty shovel.

On your fucking face, you fucking shit coward. Stream my lieutenant in the fucking back? Fuck you.