Quotes About Provocation

Into what had she allowed herself to be goaded?

Elizabeth's fingers itched to slap him. She could recall now the stinging satisfaction she had had from doing so on a previous occasion.

Don't be coy, Suzanne, he said, advancing into the room and moving to her back to reverse the process with the buttons that the maid had begun. Today I need you.

Et diye yedikleriniz meydan okuyor, et diye yedikleriniz ba? kald?r?yor, et diye yedikleriniz sava??yor! Et diye yediklerinizin nefesi ensenizde...

It was politicians saying, "Let's you and him fight!

It's distracting the boys, he says. You ponder what can be said that's enough of a fuck you. (The problem with fuck you's in this sort of place is that you habituate them; they lose their potency, and ergo must increase in outrageousness.) Finally you say, What makes you think I'm not wearing a bra, Mr. LeBump?

Do you share my madness?

I supposed there were circumstances in which it was correct, even praiseworthy, for a girl to bash a man's head in with a lamp while he was kissing her...

Once threw a mug of tea at a policeman

People turned to look at Howard Roark as he passed. Some remained staring after him with sudden resentment. They could give no reason for it: it was an instinct his presence awakened in most people.

He was accustomed to hostility; this kind of benevolence was more offensive than hostility.

I was tempted to exit my perch, make my way down the aisle, and smack the guy in the head.

You could talk stuff to rattle an opponent, but that you should shut the hell up if you couldn't back it up.

we'll shove it up their ass.

When moral superiority combines with billowing ignorance, they fill up a hot-air balloon that's awfully hard not to poke.

If big Daddy-O was going to blow his stack over a witch doctor, here's one cat that wasn't going to miss it.

The trouble with learning the backgrounds is that you end up wanting to deck somebody

provocation.

You ought to sue that son of a whore

That ain't Chanel Number Five I smell comin from the direction of your butt, is it?

The same meat, at the same time, from the same butcher. Who always says the same things, unless I say something different. I'll admit, buddy, that it's sometimes crossed my mind to walk up to him and say, 'How's it going there, Mr. Warren, you old bald bastard? Been fucking any warm chicken-holes lately?

A banty-rooster sort of guy, the kind that likes to pick fights, especially when the odds are all their way.

To not say the unkind or critical thing, particularly when provoked and/or fatigued, is a supreme kind of self-mastery.

But regular confiscation can exert a chilling effect on economic activity—once people begin to believe that there is little point in doing anything if the fruits of their enterprise will merely provoke further confiscation.