Quotes About Conflict

The woman said something to Roman. He stopped, turned to her, and shook his staff. She crossed her arms. I couldn't see her face, but I read the body language well enough. I shake my magic stick at you! Let me tell you what you can do with your stick...

Big bad merc, down with a basic hip toss. In your place I'd be blushing.

Landon paced back and forth, his eyes a little wild. ''Well, he took it worse than I did,'' Curran said. ''I don't see what the big deal is.'' ''It's a sword made out of your grandmothers bones, Kate.'' I shrugged Landon stared at me through the windshield, turned around, paced back and forth, and stared at me again

He came for me. I couldn't believe it. He came for me . Into a flying palace full of thousands of armed rakshasas in the middle of a magic jungle. Oh, you stupid, stupid idiot man . What was the God damn point of saving him only to watch him throw his life away? Kate for Curran

Come back to me. Don't leave me all alone. Don't die on me, you stupid sonovabitch. You goddamn fucking idiot. I told you to stay out of the damn fight! Why the hell don't you ever listen? I fucking hate you. I hate you, you hear me? Don't you dare die on me, because I need to kill you with my bare hands.

I hit him on the back of the neck. He submerged. Help. I've drowned the Beast Lord.

Since when do you give a crap about my welfare anyway? I think you're confused as to the nature of our relationship. You and I, we don't get along. You're a psychopathic control freak. You order me around and I want to kill you. I'm a pigheaded insubordinate ass. I drive you mad and you want to strangle me. Once! I did it once! Once was plenty. The point is, we don't play nice. We- He jerked his arms out from under my knees, pulled me to him, oblivious to the dagger, and kissed me.

He kissed me, and I pulled my personal psycho into bed with me.

So how was it? she asked. Kissing Curran? I can't let him kiss me again, because if he does, I'll sleep with him. Andrea blinked. Well, she said finally, At least you know where you stand.

All that was missing was a neon sign that read EVIL AND CONFLICTED ABOUT IT with a flashing arrow pointing at his head.

What is he doing here? Curran growled. He's Roland's Warlord. He's here for me. He was here for the woman who had broken his master's blade. Tough luck. You're mine.

You should've let me twist his head off," Mahon said. "You can't let people insult your wife, Curran. One day you'll have to choose diplomacy or your spouse. I'm telling you now, it's got to be your wife. Diplomacy doesn't care if you live or die. Your wife does.

The kind of eyes that jumped from a woman's dreams right into her morning and made trouble in the marriage bed.

You do realize you just insulted me, right? How so? You implied that I can't protect her or my people. I looked at him. That's not at all what I meant. Apologize and I'll let it go. I kept my hands firmly on the iron rail before me. Grabbing the weight bar and walloping the Beast Lord upside the head wouldn't be the best diplomatic move. I'm sorry, Your Majesty. There. I was civil. It almost killed me.

He'd laugh in my face, then I'd slice him to ribbons and then he'd break my neck

The last time Assistant Principal Parker called, a girl in the school's locker room had accused Julie of being a whore during the two years she'd spent on the street. My kid took exception to that and decided to communicate that by applying a chair to the offending party's head. I'd told her to go for the gut next time- it left less evidence.

Julie was an issue riding on an issue and using a third issue for a whip.

Kate? What the hell are you doing here? I live here. Why? Because I'm with him now. Dagfinn looked at Curran. You and her are...? She's my mate, Curran said. Dagfinn swung his axe onto his shoulder. The runes sparked with pale green. Well, how about that? You know what, I don't care, I'll still beat your ass, but I like her so I won't kill you. Curran's eyes turned gold. Thanks.

Curran and I mixed about as well as glycerin and nitric acid: put us together, shake a bit, and hit the deck as we exploded.

Ask a man how much a dollar is worth, and he'll tell you, 'Almost nothing.' Try to take a dollar away from him, and you'll get yourself a fight.

An evil light sparked in his eyes. You could always go for Plan B. Pound everyone to a bloody pulp until they shut up and cooperate? Exactly. -Curran and Kate

My father knew he was a bastard. He was the venomous serpent in a bed of roses. Apparently, he didn't just acknowledge that fact, he beat people over the head with it. All that was missing was a neon sign that read EVIL AND CONFLICTED ABOUT IT with a flashing arrow pointing at his head.

He would have sex the way other men made war.

Football is a wargame of land acquisition.