Quotes About Conflict

Therein lies the paradox of the profession," Faraday said. "Those who wish to have the job should not have it . . . and those who would most refuse to kill are the only ones who should.

Yes, she said, I . . .seek and answer to the burning question: Is it A-flat or G-sharp? And one of the others said, Don't even get me started!

Just then, the Tonists began throwing rocks at the trucks. One came in the chief's direction, and he caught it before it could hit him. It wasn't exactly a rock, though. First of all, it was metallic and had hard ridges. He's seen something like this before in history books. Think! What was it called? Oh right--a grenade! And in an instant there was nothing more for the chief to think about.

She can't recall whether these were the colors of the pro-life or pro-choice forces, but then, it doesn't really matter. Both sides lost.

I am the wound and the blade, the torturer and the flayed.

My heart is a palace pillaged by the herd; They kill and take each other by the throat!

elemento, que es como la envoltura entretenida, estimulante, atractiva, del dulce divino, el primer elemento sería indigerible, inapreciable, inapropiado y no apto para la naturaleza humana.

Maailma toimii vain väärinymmärryksen ansiosta. Yleisen väärinymmärryksen seurauksena kaikki näet ovat yhtä mieltä. Sillä jos ihmiset onnettomuudekseen ymmärtäisivät toisiaan, he eivät voisi olla yhtä mieltä mistään.

I'm going, she said. I love you but you're crazy, you're doomed.

you son of a bitch, she said, I am trying to build a meaningful relationship. you can't build it with a hammer, he said.

I was glad I wasn't in love, that I wasn't happy with the world. I like being at odds with everything. People in love often become edgy, dangerous. They lose their sense of perspective. They lose their sense of humor. They become nervous, psychotic bores. They even become killers.

and you invented me and I invented you and that's why we don't get along on this bed any longer. you were the world's greatest invention until you flushed me away. now it's your turn to wait for the touch of the handle. somebody will do it to you, bitch, and if they don't you will - mixed with your own green or yellow or white or blue or lavender goodbye.

For each Joan of Arc there is a Hitler perched at the other end of the teeter-totter.

sometimes I hate you, she said.

Capitalism has survived communism. Now, it eats away at itself.

I was glad I wasn't in love, that I wasn't happy with the world. I like being at odds with everything. People in love often become edgy, dangerous. They lose their sense of perspective.

My cock was hard, but my spirit wasn't in it.

You don't go on probably when love and guns are in hand.

My body gnaws at me from one side and my spirit gnaws at me from the other.

Her violence frightened me. She always claimed that I was the jealous one, and I was often jealous, but when I saw things working against me I simply became disgusted and withdrew. Lydia was different. She reacted. She was the Head Cheerleader at the Game of Violence.

there was a soldier in the next room living with his wife and he would soon be going over there to protect me from Hitler so I snapped the radio off and then heard his wife say, you shouldn't have done that. and the soldier said, FUCK THAT GUY! which I thought was a very nice thing for him to tell his wife to do. of course, she never did.

love needs too much help, he said. hate takes care of itself.

the people are the biggest horror show on earth, have been for centuries.

If you can hit a guy once, you can hit him twice.