Quotes About Conflict

On the southern flank, Company B was fast going to pieces. As infiltrating Germans approached Britton's command post in a house, they yelled in English: "Come on out!" To which Britton yelled back: "Fuck you, come on in!"[354]

Company G today committed a war crime. They are going to win the war, however, so I don't suppose it really matters.

Two weeks later, fire bombs destroyed Peiper's house and killed the sixty-year-old former commander of Kampfgruppe Peiper.

If somebody hits you with an object you should beat the hell out of them.

I don't know much about Angola, but I know one thing, they're in a lot of trouble.

It is by universal misunderstanding that all agree. For if, by ill luck, people understood each other, they would never agree.

I am the wound and the knife!I am the blow and the cheek!I am the limbs and the wheel—The victim and the executioner!

Poetry and progress are like two ambitious men who hate one another with an instinctive hatred, and when they meet upon the same road, one of them has to give place.

randomly around her plate. I said later: at least no ham, no pork, no shrimp mousse, no trayf. But Harry, she said, veal to me is like a frozen scream.

When all the details fit in perfectly, something is probably wrong with the story.

The Occupation, Lucien realized, hadn't just bred hatred of Jews, it had brought out the very worst in human beings. Hardship had bred pure self-interest, setting group against group, neighbor against neighbor, and even friend against friend. People would screw over each other for a lump of butter.

Hardship had bred pure self-interest, setting group against group, neighbor against neighbor, and even friend against friend. People

The war had made some into libertines and some into serious, sober men.

After some minutes of Grant trying to ease the situation by talking about the Mexican War, to which Lee responded in a polite, abstracted fashion, Lee reminded Grant of the reason for their meeting.

We finally drove the Germans back and we entered the Alsace-Lorraine region, which is part French and part German.

I went over to Jersey and talked to the guy. I told him not to be cutting somebody else's grass, to cut his own grass in his own yard. I told him this one's spoken for. I told him to go get his own trim — which is what we called it in those days, getting trim. I told him to look for your trim elsewhere.

It was a problem that needed squaring away and I squared it away for them. By now it seemed like it was something I was doing all my life. If you count my father sending me out to beat up other boys so he could win beer bets, maybe it was. Evidently

But what was it all about? Ego, that's all. There was no love there. Just a lot of drinking and a lot of ego. Both of them will kill you. They

In that same year, Provenzano "buried his differences" with popular reform-minded Local 560 member Anthony "Three Fingers" Castellito by having him strangled to death and buried on a farm in upstate New York by K.O. Konigsberg, Salvatore Sinno, and Salvatore "Sally Bugs" Briguglio. Ten

As Hoffa put it, "Nobody can describe the sit-down strikes, the riots, the fights that took place in the state of Michigan, particularly here in Detroit, unless they were a part of it." And on another occasion he said, "My scalp was laid open sufficiently wide to require stitches no less than six times during the first year I was business agent of Local 299. I was beaten up by cops or strikebreakers at least two dozen times that year." And

And on the other side of the ledger, unions like the Teamsters often employed their own muscle, their own reigns of terror, including bombings, arsons, beatings, and murders. The warfare and violence were not just between labor and management. It was often between rival unions vying for the same membership. Sadly, it was often violence directed at rank-and-file union members who urged democratic reform of their unions. The

came out now with one eye on the kangaroo and one eye on the referee. I'm really steaming mad now, and I creamed that kangaroo. His tail hit me so hard my head ached for three days. I jumped off at the referee and decked him. The referee's people jumped in the ring after me, and my pals jumped in after them. The cops had a hell of a time in that ring sorting things out. I

They say good girls like bad boys. Opposites attract. Mary loved me, but her family hated me. They thought I was what they used to call shanty Irish, and I guess they thought they were what they used to call lace-curtain Irish. Or maybe they saw something in me; that as hard as I was trying I was still too unpredictable for their Mary. Mary

Only in the movies or comic books do people say they want you to go and hit somebody. All they ever say is that they want you to go straighten a matter out. They say they want you to do whatever you've got to do to straighten a matter out.