Quotes About Confrontation

I would do exactly what you are doing: I would talk to everyone I needed to, I would not tell too many people his name. When I was sure, she said, I would find a quiet way, and I would kill him.

Every time I conjure up a rock, I throw it.

And you know how some whitefolks is, won't let well enough alone. If they want to bad enough, they gon harass a blessing from you if it kill.

I look in his eyes and I see he feeling scared of me. Well, good, I think. Let him feel what I felt.

Victory is sweet, but sweeter when your opponent is butt-ass naked in defeat.

Can I see you outside for a second? Kat glared at Hale, then walked to the patio doors and out onto the veranda. As Hale closed the door behind him, Kat heard Angus say, Ooh, Mom and Dad are going to fight now.

It is no wiser to taunt a man with words than to poke a wildcat with a stick.

Part of thinking for oneself is learning to recognize obstacles when they present themselves, and understanding that one must confront those obstacles, not merely ignore them in the mistaken hope that they will disappear.

He who ignores the law of probabilities challenges an adversary that is seldom beaten.

A Man having found a Lion in his path undertook to subdue him by the power of the human eye; and near by was a Rattlesnake engaged in fascinating a small bird. How are you getting on, brother? the Man called out to the other reptile, without removing his eyes from those of the Lion.

Hard words are for fools and cowards. Calder might have been both, but Logen was neither. If you mean to kill, you're better getting right to it than talking about it. Talk only makes the other man ready, and that's the last thing you want. So Logen said nothing. Calder could take that for weakness if he pleased, and so much the better. Fights might find Logen depressingly often, but he was long, long past looking for them.

If you change your mind about the knife,' Grom called after him, smiling all the while, 'you can seek me out.' [...] 'Last time we met... you offered me a knife' Yarvi fixed Grom with his eye. On his knees, ragged and bloodied, but fixed him still. 'You told me to seek you out if I changed my mind. Will you give it to me now?

You know my work. One more step and I'll set to work on you, you fucking swollen pig.

Give Bethod a kick from me, once you have him under your boot." "That I will, unless he gets me under his." "Never easy, kicking upwards.

Hard words are for fools and cowards. Calder might have been both, but Logen was neither. If you mean to kill, you're better getting right to it than talking about it. Talk only makes the other man ready, and that's the last thing you want.

The one on the left, a sour-looking old bastard with a scar through his short grey hair, lifted his head to sneer up at her. "Fuck yourselves, you mad bitches." Rikke raised her brows at Corleth. Corleth raised hers back. "Fuck yourselves, he says." "I heard him," said Rikke. "Guess there might be time for that later. Just a celebratory finger or two. But right now, I'm a little busy stealing your city.

Fencing is one thing,' he said. 'Actual violence quite another. Few of us are made for it. It is healthy to be disabused of our self-deceptions every now and then, even if it hurts.

The worst?" Dogman stared at him. "You sure? What about if Bethod does come, and his Carls kick your wall over like a pile o' turds and kill every last one of us?" Crummock's brow furrowed. He frowned down at the ground. He squinted up at the clouds. "True," he said, breaking out in a smile. "That is worse. You got a fast mind, lad.

The door beside him opened sharply and Glokta snapped his head round, doing his best to hide a grimace as his neck bones crunched. Lord Ingelstad stood

I will ask you once to put the dark-skinned girl down and leave." Crandle snorted. "And if we don't?" That one eye narrowed slightly. "Then, long after we are gone to the goddess, the grandchildren of the grandchildren of those who witness will whisper fearful stories of the way I broke you.

There is a time for wondering what a man wants, and there is a time for splitting his head. This is that second time.

Jaud planted his fists on his hips. "You made it, then." "Some turds float," said Rulf. Ankran

You are very brave' said the first of the Magi, and his voice was almost painful on her ear 'Or very rash. To cavil with a man who has called up storms and snatched down lightning. Who scattered the mighty Thousand Words like chaff on the wind.' He leaned forwards, baring his teeth, and it was the most she could do to stop herself cringing, stumbling back, dropping to her knees. 'Why, you must know, that with a thought I could make ash of you.

Some things have to be done. It's better to do them than to live with the fear of them. That's what my father used to tell me.