Quotes About Confrontation

Hello," he said. "My name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die.

May my hands fall from my wrists before I kill an artist like yourself, said the man in black. I would as soon destroy da Vinci. However—and here he clubbed Inigo's head with the butt of his sword—since I can't have you following me either, please understand that I hold you in the highest respect.

When this is over we will see who is right, and who is dead.

You mean you'll put down your rock and I'll put down my sword and we'll try to kill each other like civilized people, is that

You seem a decent fellow," Inigo said. "I hate to kill you." "You seem a decent fellow," answered the man in black. "I hate to die.

Hello . . . my name is Inigo Montoya; you killed my father . . . prepare to die . . . .

Inigo stood still a moment, panting. Then he made a half turn in the direction of Count Rugen and executed a quick and well-formed bow. "Hello," he said. "My name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die.

I WANT DOMINGO MONTOYA YOU SON OF A BITCH!

Estaba abrumado, sitiado, asediado. Derrotado. Por el hombre de negro.

But I don't think you would accept my help, since I'm only waiting up here so that I can kill you. That does put a damper on our relationship, the man in black said then.

Hello, my name is Inigo Montoya, you killed my father, prepare to die," and then, oh then, the duel.

Surrender, the Prince said. It will not happen. SURRENDER! the Prince shouted. DEATH FIRST!

DON'T BE FRIGHTENED! Inigo screamed. I'M NOT, I'M NOT! Fezzik screamed right back.

He would say simply, "Hello, my name is Inigo Montoya, you killed my father, prepare to die," and then, oh then, the duel.

The man in black retreated before the slashing of the great sword. He tried to sidestep, tried to parry, tried to somehow escape the doom that was now inevitable. But there was no way. He could block fifty thrusts; the fifty-first flicked through, and now his left arm was bleeding. He could thwart thirty ripostes, but not the thirty-first, and now his shoulder bled. The

The next morning, Inigo began the track-down. He had it all carefully prepared in his mind. He would find the six-fingered man. He would go up to him. He would say simply, "Hello, my name is Inigo Montoya, you killed my father, prepare to die," and then, oh then, the duel.

He would find the six-fingered man. He would go up to him. He would say simply, "Hello, my name is Inigo Montoya, you killed my father, prepare to die," and then, oh then, the duel.

Who kills Prince Humperdinck? At the end, somebody's got to get him. Is it Fezzik? Who?' 'Nobody kills him. He lives.' 'You mean he wins, Daddy? Jesus, what did you read me this thing for?

Having no use for such bourgeois virtues as tolerance, open-mindedness, and inclusiveness (which the revolutionary knows are usually cover-ups that allow the powerful to maintain social equilibrium rather than to be confronted and then to change), revolutionaries value honesty and confrontation—painful though they may be.

Entry into the kingdom of God is not a casual affair. It involves a radical confrontation with God, and it seems impossible that it could happen without a profound self-examination and a penetrating self-knowledge.

Man flieht nicht, weil man Angst hat, sondern man hat Angst, weil man flieht.

His fists raised, his cheeks flushed with rage, his whole body trembling, the man stood there in front of me, beside himself with fury and having lost all self-control. After each outburst Hitler would stride up and down the carpet edge, then suddenly stop immediately before me and hurl his next accusation in my face. He was almost screaming, his eyes seemed to pop out of his head and the veins stood out in his temples.

The cardinal error of the Germans who opposed Nazism was their failure to unite against it.

Devils and Nazis don't work well together.