Quotes About Confrontation

And thou shalt smite thine enemy even unto the wall, gnashing thy teeth, and he shall grow small in thy mirrors.

I'm not your proverbial worst nightmare because nightmares aren't real and I am more real than anybody wants to admit.

Most primary alliances can survive even the most brutal honesty; silent complacency is the kiss of death. When there is no fight left, no urgency to tell the truth or hear it, not enough self-respect to act with agency nor enough respect for others to respond to theirs, that is the real problem. More relationships drift into indifference than capsize from conflict. Practicing honesty and not overfearing confrontation is the mark of healthy people and their subsequently successful partnerships.

All this is to say that it's not your fault that you're fucked up. It's your fault if you stay fucked up, but the foundation of your fuckedupedness is something that's been passed down through generations of your family, like a coat of arms or a killer cornbread recipe, or in my case, equating confrontation with heart failure. When

If you run from your fears, they will follow you. If you run straight at your fears, they will get the hell out of your way. Fears hate it when you do that.

But by confronting whatever lies beneath—be it our guilt for wanting more money or our mismanaged investments or our less-than-impressive plans for getting rich—once we give it attention and untangle it, we empower ourselves to end the torture. Our attempt to avoid pain backfires on us all the time.

but the foundation of your fuckedupedness is something that's been passed down through generations of your family, like a coat of arms or a killer cornbread recipe, or in my case, equating confrontation with heart failure.

All this is to say that it's not your fault that you're fucked up. It's your fault if you stay fucked up, but the foundation of your fuckedupedness is something that's been passed down through generations of your family, like a coat of arms or a killer cornbread recipe, or in my case, equating confrontation with heart failure.

The strange thing about bullies is that if you take their abuse, it never ends. But once you get the balls to stand up to them, they respect you and move on to a weaker target. I never heard a bitchy word from her again. It was that

Postpone facing a fear and it's sure to grow bigger with each passing day

But trust me, it's best to face something head on, smash it, and move on with your life. Lingering and wondering, waiting and worrying... that kills you.

I'm not here to talk about my wife," he said. Ainsley's eyes were filled with anger for him. "Very well, what did you come here to talk about?" Cameron touched the top button of her dull gray afternoon dress and forced his voice to soften "I came to ask how many buttons you'll undo for me today.

You are quite . . . long," she said. "Have you ever measured it?" A glint flashed in Cameron's eyes. "No." "I must fetch a tape measure then." Cameron seized her wrist in an impossibly strong grip. "You are not going anywhere or fetching anything. Not now.

Any other woman would have fallen over in fear when Hart turned that famous stare on her. Hart's own wife had fainted on more than one occasion when Hart had looked at her. Not Beth. She'd stood straight and tall and told Hart what she thought of him. Ian had wanted to laugh until the paintings of his illustrious ancestors rang with it. Hart needed a kick in his ass sometimes, and if Beth wanted to do it, Ian would let her.

Come here." He sat on the bed, putting his back against the headboard, and patted the mattress beside him. "On the bed. Of course." Kim put her hands on her hips. "If kidnapping and arguing don't work, try seduction.

No idea who that is," Sean said. "Some kind of pervert, looks like," Glory said. She ripped Tiger's shirts out of the man's hands. "Stealing Shifter clothes. What were you going to do next, break in and steal my bras?" "Glory," Andrea said to her aunt in calm tones like still water. "Doesn't matter," Glory said, showing her teeth in a smile. "I don't wear any.

the Spaniard was looking at her bare legs, he was going to accidently-on-purpose hit him when Snow started misbehaving.

There is only one kind of man who carries two shotguns into church. That's a man who doesn't turn the other cheek.

The driver's on me in an instant. She's crying and trembling. She grabs the front of my jacket and shakes me. "You crazy bitch!" she screams. "I could have killed you!" "Sorry," I say "Sorry?" she shouts. "You don't look sorry. You-" "Sorry you missed," I say. She lets go of me then. Takes a step back.

Have you ever tried to stop her from doing something she wants to do?' Desiderio asked. Mahdi sighed. 'Yeah, actually, I have,' he said. 'No further explanation needed.

Mfeme cracked his knuckles. "I'll ask you again: where is the talisman?" "And I'll tell you again. I have no idea," Ling said. "Do you think I'm joking? I'll cut you ears off and throw them to the sharks." "Good. I won't have to listen to you anymore.

La oportunidad de derrotar a un enemigo la ofrece el enemigo en sí.

Officer After leaned across the seat toward me - which, under the circumstances, made me start back. 'I'm sorry I'm not allowed to beat the shit out of him for you.

I had wanted something from him. Even expected a confrontation. To be ignored was a sentence without a period.