Quotes About Confrontation

Death was reduced to a visible, but instantaneous event. Contact between the law, or those who carry it out, and the body of the criminal, is reduced to a split second. There is no physical confrontation; the executioner need be no more than a meticulous watchmaker.

Chase stretched. I'll give you the week. And he held up his pinky. Eric grimaced. He HATED this part. Shake on it, pinky shake, or we don't have a deal. You're an asshole, Eric told him. Pretty much. He waited until Eric did, in fact, lock pinkies with him.

Why will you not just accept what is? You have done as you will in my domain. I have exacted no price for actions that would be the death of any other. Why? I am your enemy here!

Why will you not just accept what is? You have done as you will in my domain. I have exacted no price for actions that would be the death of any other. Why? I am your enemy here! It does little harm.

Don't you ever fucking write about me! Andy hollered, and was gone.

He was staring at my face. His eyes couldn't leave my eyes and his flesh was already dying with the fear inside him. He tried to talk and made only harsh breathing sounds. He raised his hands as if I were something evil and he had to keep me away. I was evil. I was evil for the good. I was evil and he knew it. I was worse than they were, so much worse that they couldn't stand the comparison. I had one, good, efficient, enjoyable way of getting rid of cancerous Commies. I killed them.

All right, you conniving little punks, I'll play ball, but I'm going to make up a lot of rules you never heard of. You think I'm cornered and it'll be a soft touch. Well, you won't be playing with a guy who's a hero. You'll be up against a guy with a mind gone rotten and a lust for killing! That's the way I was and that's the way I like it!

You're a vampire, Richie. And I've got a gun the size of Nebraska. What's the worst that could happen?

Have you never fantasized about facing him as an equal?

You never apologised to me for getting my legs broken, either. I said sorry in my own way, Gary. By never referring to it again and dodging the subject whenever I brought it up. Exactly.

Zach Harriman was home. Not worried about watching his back now. Just thinking that the Bads better watch theirs. He wasn't worried about them chasing him, not anymore. From now on, he was chasing them.

What is all this? Get him out of here, devil take me!" And that one, imagine, smiles and says: "Devil take you? That, in fact, can be done!" And—bang!

Wtedy wreszcie zrozumiano, ?e nale?y si? rzuci? na Iwana, i rzucono si? na niego.

This second one, evidently a lefty, socked the administrator on the other ear. In response there was another roll of thunder in the sky, and rain poured down on the wooden roof of the toilet.

Hate traps us by binding us too tightly to our adversary.

Cuando uno ataca otro tiene que retroceder, no hay más remedio. La retirada, como todos saben, es la más difícil de las maniobras militares

The life we've left behind us has a bad habit of stepping out of the shadows, of bringing complaints to us, of taking us to court.

I never forgot that, because, though I was only a child, something seemed to become clear to me: this is existence as such confronting time as such; and that confrontation, I understood, is named boredom.

L'existence en tant que telle confrontée au temps en tant que tel... Cette confrontation s'appelle l'ennui

Berjuang berarti menempatkan kehendak seseorang terhadap orang lain dengan tujuan untuk menghancurkannya, memaksanya bertekuk lutut, dan barangkali membunuhnya.

He had no other possibility. His choice was not between play-acting and action. His choice was between play-acting and no action at all. There are situations in which people are condemned to play-act. Their struggle with mute power... is the struggle of a theatre company that has attacked an army.

I love any scene where there's a physical confrontation. It reminds me that I'm in show business and I play pretend for a living.

Well my gun fires seven different shades of shit, so what's your favorite color, punk?

We can't heal what we refuse to acknowledge.