Quotes About Provocation

Ash falls back into the face of he that throws it.

If Life hands you a lemon, throw it at someone

Anger is inside you, revealed by an outside source.

I never apologized for anything in my life. The only thing I'm sorry about is putting a curse on Roger Ebert's colon. If a fat pig like Roger Ebert doesn't like my movie, then I'm sorry for him.

Few novels or plays could exist without at least one troublemaker in the group, and perhaps life couldn't either.

You wanna know the secret of life? The saliva of young girls.

My biggest regret in life is that I didn't hit John Denver in the mouth while I has the chance.

Your ideas suck" "So does my mouth. Why don't you get your dick over here and I'll demonstrate.

I may make you feel but I can't make you think....your sperm's in the gutter, your love's in the sink.....

Is that why the top three buttons of your riding jacket are unfastened?" Miranda asked with an innocent look. "Because you were showing him your bulbs?

If you're going to kill someone there isn't much reason to get all worked up about it and angry - you just pull the trigger. Angry discussions beforehand are a waste of time. We need to smile at Novell while we pull the trigger.

I can still remember Pete Rose, on the top step of the dugout screaming, "Fuck you, Shakespeare.

Judge not, lest ye be punched in the face for being a self-righteous prick.

Stupid f***ing white man.

I want to assassinate painting.

Hey, you're taking up the entire sidewalk, bitch!" She scowled and yelled, "I have children!" I yelled back at her, "Well, next time give your husband a blow job and you won't! Why should I have to walk into oncoming traffic because you don't want to give a little head?

Yet little varlet that thou art, thou twitchest at the heart.

Then he said, leaning forward: 'You're strange animals, you women intellectuals. Tell me: what's it like to be a woman?' I took my rifle from behind my chair and shot him dead. 'It's like that,' I said.

What, surprised that the bone you're fighting over can talk? Well fuck all of you!

You want to kick me in the balls again?" Christ, did those words just come out of my mouth?

You look like shit," Horse said helpfully as he pulled up a lawn chair next to me. He sounded almost cheerful, which annoyed me. I glared at him and he smirked. "Still got a sweet butt though." I went from annoyed to pissed. "Don't call me that," I snapped. "I don't like it." "I know," he replied. "That's why I do it. You're cute when you're pissed. Kind of like a wet kitten. Gets me hard.

True story," Horse chimed in. "Fuck with us, we'll fuck you back. Harder. Always.

Fuck. You." He smirked. "Later, sweetheart. Now try to keep your mind on business for me like a good girl.

Next time I'll rip your dick off," she muttered, eyes narrowing. Okay, so round two was definitely out for now. Noted.