Quotes About Conflict

Tyranny of greed bound by hatred; wields the sword of cultural divide.

Nooo. Not today, of all days. She'd begged her mom not to invite her boyfriends over. And Lizette always assured her that she'd stop, that their home would be a no-man zone.

cracked her open, and she'd come spilling out, slow and sweet as honey. She wanted to hate letting him get inside again. She'd been so willing to give it all up.

Billie and Jay flung themselves at each other like pigskin-crazed quarterbacks from opposing teams—unflinching, unmindful of the outcome, and likely to suffer a concussion.

Jenna Jones hates me because she wants me and it freaks her out, he thought to himself. He had to show her he was trustworthy.

Simply bringing up the family's problems causes other family members, who cannot and will not see their own pathology, to want to kill the messenger. Again, the message—the truth—threatens their survival as a system. WHEN

It would be so nice to have a real choice, fumed Gyuri. It was like Hungary being between Germany and the Soviet Union. What sort of choice was that? Which language would you like your firing squad to speak?

This is what it means to be in the middle of love, I thought. Being in the middle of love is like being in the middle of a war zone.

I was looking for someplace to store all the things I was feeling - the friction, the contradictions, the unmerciful truth - but my heart, my soul, my eyes and ears and even my toes were locking their doors. They wouldn't let me in. For safety reasons. I had no choice but the throw the feelings away.

It's bad enough when people I know fuck with my life, but when pretentious bass players interfere with my destiny, then I really get pissed.

Our love became a casualty of my family tree

As the word came of the German advance, there were hushed and frantic conversations at the hotel during the second week in June 1940. To stay or to go was the pressing question

It was a story that, sadly, always had war at the heart of it.

fact, the battle continued less than fifty miles out of the city, and it would be more than a year still before there would be peace in Europe.

The first thing they heard was the voices of an angry mob shouting "Salope! Salope!"—the

In the gray areas of the French occupation, there is always this complication: the bad guys weren't always German. Sometimes they were French. Or British. Or American.

It was an odd feeling, longing to see someone and dreading it at the same time.

I must make sure I'm not around when Dad gets that.

There's a new dawn in America! It isn't enough just to disagree with your opponent anymore. True patriots hate their fucking guts!

There's a point in conflict resolution when the next person who talks loses. You're ready to play with the big boys when you can recognize that moment.

Your mom's not that bad," said Jim. "Are you trying to make me mad?" "Okay she is." "I knew it. You've never liked her." "What's the right answer?" "So you're just telling me what I want to hear?" Jim reached over and put a hand on his wifes. "I love you.

I think a lot of people get turned off on religion, just because some of the followers use love as an excuse to hate.

That's the key to love: Never explain yourself. If a woman attacks, and your response is explanations, then strap on a helmet.

Cowards and men do not cry the same, and a man can cry with dignity and not confuse the two. But when women get going, they can sometimes throw ashtrays with the velocity of Sandy Koufax, and it is best to leave the house.