Quotes About Conflict

Because you just turned a gun on their mahmen!" Next

The Brotherhood and the Band of Bastards had to go try and make peace. And he had to go look his brother in the face. —

Don't disappointment me, son." Yeah, fuck you, daddy. O

Jesus Christ. This evening, which hadn't even started out so well, had turned into a sixteen-car pileup on the road to relationshipville.

Two guards tortured will happily fight each other.

drawer aside and flattened the parchment back out. As the sounds of fighting commenced in the gazing room

He is such an asshole." "Everyone needs a hobby." Axe shrugged."And he clearly likes pissing you off." "If you tell me to stop encouraging him. I am going to punch you in the junk.

God knew Qhuinn had fucked his best friend too many times. Or not, as the case was.

Being female was not a disability in any sense of the word. But he had treated it as such, hadn't he. He had decided that because she was not male, in spite of all her qualifications and skills, she couldn't go out into conflict. As if breasts suddenly made shit more dangerous.

He is such an asshole." "Everyone needs a hobby." Axe shrugged."And he clearly likes pissing you off." "If you tell me to stop encouraging him. I am going to punch you in the junk." (Novo &Axe talking about Peyton)

As Apex trained his gun on the male who had given him the best blow job of his life about twelve hours before, he really wanted to shot the wolven. He was praying —praying— that the motherfucker would do something stupid. Which was saying something for an atheist.

They had always been alike, in tune, of one mind. Tragedies, secrets, and lies, however, frayed even the closest of ties.

I can already tell she's going to be a pain in my ass.

She hated that he was here, messing up her life, making her want things she'd wanted for a long time, then pushed to the back of her mind, forcing herself to forget. She inhaled the scent of him. Big mistake, because God help her, she wanted to put her hands on him, and in that moment she realized the feelings she had for him weren't dead.

I pushed. You have a right to push back.

Deplorable practices adopted during the last century were repeatedly declared necessary if regrettable in order to win the war. Oddly enough, we've yet to win. You'd think somebody would have asked before this why the regrettable but necessary measures haven't actually produced the promised results.

Sagas wouldn't be interesting if terrible things didn't happen to the people in them.

Data that conflicts with beliefs is often ignored

it is well that war is so terrible, because otherwise people would grow too fond of it

Everyone in prison has an ideal of violence, murder. Beneath all relationships between prisoners is the ever-present fact of murder. It ultimately defines our relationship among ourselves.

Emotionlessly she kissed me in the vineyard and walked off down the row. We turned at a dozen paces, for love is a duel, and looked up at each other for the last time.

I realised either I was crazy or the world was crazy; and I picked on the world. And of course I was right.

Because he was always tremendously generated towards complete relationship with his women to the point where they ended up in one convoluted octopus mess of souls and tears and fellatio and hotel room schemes and rubbing in and out of cars and doors and great crises in the middle of the night... (p. 128)

Buds in the snow —the deadly fight between two birds