Quotes About Conflict

We have met the enemy and he is us.

I knew something about myself. Killing was indecent, depraved. I would not get used to it. One killed to survive, to keep one's loved ones alive. No good attached to ending the lives of others. That Ukrainian kid had parents, a family, hopes. Like the millions of us now dying for no reason.

Blaming someone else will only put the solution further out of reach.

Cuando los miembros adultos de la familia riñen frente a los niños y se faltan al respeto entre sí, se ve amenazada la sensación de seguridad del menor.

As I rejected amnesty, so I reject revenge. I ask all Americans who ever asked for goodness and mercy in their lives, who ever sought forgiveness for their trespasses, to join in rehabilitating all the casualties of the tragic conflict of the past. (On Americans who avoided conscription during the Vietnam War, to Veterans of Foreign Wars)

So war is an extremely sad business, because the majority of people don't want to be in it.

I have been to several wars to draw. I went to Vietnam. And made drawings in Vietnam during that period of the war there, and found that to be a very very sad situation.

We were too intelligent, too cynical for war. Of course, you don't have to be stupid and primitive to die a stupid, primitive death.

It went on from there. One last, god-awful, no-holds-barred blue; one of those fights where you pour out every poisonous thought you've ever had, the dregs of every grievance, and you set the cup in front of the other person and force them to drink it.

I do think he hated him as one man will hate another who draws off the affection of a beloved.

You sat in your nice little flat all through our war and watched us, bleeding all over the TV news. And you thought, 'How awful!' and then you got up and made yourself another cup of gourmet coffee." I flinched when he said that. It was a pretty accurate description.

All the times, all the very many times, I had been forced to thwart and stifle my own nature seemed to gather together then, in that hot and dismal corridor. I heard a rushing sound in my head and felt a pressure in my breast, like floodwaters rising behind a flimsy dike. Before I knew I did it, the soup bowl was rising in my hand as if elevated by some supernatural force. Then, its yellow-gray contents were running down the nurse's pudgy face.

I feel there are two people inside of me-me and my intuition. If I go against her, she'll screw me every time, and if I follow her, we get along quite nicely.

. . . 'twill turn your eyeballs black and blue.

I'll give you an idea of what kind of a guy he was. St. Francis would have punched him in the mouth.

Thrice is he arm'd that hath his quarrel just, And he but naked, though lock'd up in steel, Whose conscience with injustice is corrupted.

Divorce is a game played by lawyers.

The adversary system is a kind of warfare in mufti.

Litigant: a person about to give up his skin for the hope of retaining his bone.

If you lend you either lose the money or gain an enemy.

These are the times that try men's souls. The summer soldier and the sunshine patriot will, in this crisis, shrink from the service of their country, but he that stands it now, deserves the love and thanks of man and woman. Tyranny, like hell, is not easily conquered; yet we have this consolation with us, that the harder the conflict, the more glorious the triumph.

A literary movement consists of five or six people who live in the same town and hate each other cordially.

Make ye no truce with Adam-zad - the Bear that walks like a man.

How a minority, Reaching majority, Seizing authority, Hates a minority!