Quotes About Conflict

The enemy of your enemy is your friend.

A tree never hits an automobile except in self defense.

The tongue rolles there where the teeth aketh.

The Tongue is ever turning to the aching Tooth.

Being a watery sign Scorpios are always at war within themselves...

It is the fight alone that please us, not the victory.

We can't have war between black men and black women, because no one can be free if one half of the mind of the people is tied up in conflict. It's going to have to be both of us or none of us.

Whenever a husband and wife begin to discuss their marriage they are giving evidence at a coroner's inquest.

Every normal man must be tempted at times to spit on his hands, hoist the black flag, and begin to slit throats.

War will never cease until babies begin to come into the world with larger cerebums and smaller adrenal glands.

In your anger do not sin": Do not let the sun go down while you are still angry (Ephesians 4:26).

Violence is as American as cherry pie.

Yes, politics IS war without bloodshed and war is an extension of those politics.

If two people are so unalike, as you and I, they are pleased when they discover points of agreement. But if they are as alike as Nietzsche and I, they suffer from their differences.

Hatred and violence masked in righteousness is the worst kind of delusion

Liya's letter threw her parents

We have the proof that our disagreement with the U.A.R. is more than a simple misunderstanding.

The draft is white people sending black people to fight yellow people to protect the country they stole from the red people.

There are no idealists in the plant world and no compassion. The rose and the morning glory know no mercy. Bindweed, the morning glory, will quickly choke its competitors to death, and the fencerow rose will just as quietly crowd out any other plant that tried to share its roothold. Idealism and mercy are human terms and human concepts.

If you're going to run into your enemies, you better be with your friends, or have some that are close by, willing to be recruited.

This was the first time that he has ever looked into the labyrinth of the human soul. He was very far from understanding what he saw. But what was of more value, he felt and suffered with her. In years that were yet to come, he relived this memory in song, in the most beautiful song this world has known. For the understanding of the soul's defencelessness, of the conflict between the two poles, is not the source of the greatest song. The source of the greatest song is sympathy.

War kills everybody, including the ones who live.

Krieg ist eine bescheuerte Sache, doch trotzdem mussten wir ihn führen. Mussten. Fragt mich nicht, warum. Wir mussten.

War either makes you a fascist or a fag.)