Quotes About Conflict

When a man is familiar with many people he must expect many disagreeable familiarizations.

They looked at one another in incomprehension, two minds driving opposite ways up a narrow street and waiting for the other man to reverse first.

A bad workman quarrels with the man who calls him that.

He is senseless who would match himself against a stronger man; for he is deprived of victory and adds suffering to disgrace.

Man is a disgusting thing. If you beat him he starts to scream, but if it is the other one who is beaten, then he constructs a theory.

Man's greatest blunder has been in trying to make peace with the skies instead of making peace with his neighbors

I love men, not for what unites them, but for what divides them, and I want to know most of all what gnaws at their hearts.

The tragedy of modern war is that the young men die fighting each other - instead of their real enemies back home in the capitals.

As a peacemaker the lawyer has superior opportunity of being a good man.

To presume a want of motives for such contests . . . would be to forget that men are ambitious, vindictive, and rapacious.

There are only two means by which men can deal with one another: guns or logic. Force or persuasion. Those who know that they cannot win by means of logic, have always resorted to guns.

What the common man cannot understand he hates.

Many men are loved by their enemies, and hated by their friends, and are the friends of their enemies, and the enemies of their friends.

When a man but half forgives his enemy, it is like leaving a bag of rusty nails to interpose between them.

The man who ain't got an enemy is really poor.

It is time we learnt that a terrorist is no man's friend and everyman's enemy.

If it weren't for marriage, men and women would have to fight with total strangers.

The whole existence of man is a ceaseless duel between the forces of life and death.

And it happened all the time that the compromise between two perfectly rational alternatives was something that made no sense at all.

Hiro watches the large, radioactive, spear-throwing killer drug lord ride his motorcycle into Chinatown. Which is the same as riding it into China, as far as chasing him down is concerned.

Two tires fly. Two Wail. A bamboo grove, all chopped down From it, warring songs.

But what little I'd heard had left me amazed by how clever people were at finding ways to make each other crazy and miserable.

Maybe we should go back and get their guns," Marlon suggested. "That's how it would work in a video game," Csongor said, which was his way of agreeing.

In Memoriam, Louis Anglesey, Earl of Upnor, finest swordsman in England, beaten to death with a stick by an Irishman.' " Teague considered it for a moment, then nodded. "In Connaught," he added. "In Connaught," Bob agreed, then eyed the ditch.