Quotes About Conflict

The great scriptures of yoga ? The Bhagavad Gita, The Yoga Sutras, and The Upanishads ? clearly describe how the subtle causes of external war emanate from the internal world. The real causes of war lie rooted in the individual's unwillingness to listen to the voice of the heart, the inner conscience.

The greatest of all enemies of man is himself

The triumph of violence ends in a festival of mourning." "I

Violence is what happens when we don't know what else to do with our suffering.

If people feel a conflict between their inclinations and a norm that is followed by everybody else, it is a conflict within their heads.

Pe cine sa acuzi, vai, daca nu "pe noi doi si ce amaraciune e mai mare decât sa-l ucizi pe cel pe care-l adori prin simplul fapt de a fi împreuna?

Didn't you find it all … rather unsatisfying?" "Yes, but I couldn't seem to see a way out. It was like being three different people, and they all wanted to go different ways." A slight smile. "The result was I went nowhere.

Achilles' story never ends: wherever men fight and die, you'll find Achilles.

Sometimes at night I lie awake and quarrel with the voices in my head.

Achilles' story never ends: wherever men fight and die, you'll find Achilles.

Must be quite nice, really. A foot on each side of the fence. Long as you don't mind what it's doing to your balls.

Elinor retreated to the terrace where the night air on her skin felt like a hot bath. She was hurt, it had been such an onslaught. All the things she'd achieved in the past four years, the independent life she'd built for herself, seemed to count for nothing here. The only thing that mattered to her mother was finding a husband. As for painting, well, nice little hobby, very suitable, but you won't have much time for that when the children arrive.

Suicides were rare now. The war had cheered everybody up.

She was one of those Southerners who knew from an early age that the South could never be more for them than a fragrant prison, administered by a collective of loving but treacherous relatives.

But no one walks out of his family without reprisals: a family is too disciplined an army to offer compassion to its deserters.

Some things don't mix. Some things don't mix at all, but sometimes in life you have to take the risk.

I realized early that unless you're willing to kill the innocent, you can't win.

I lit a cigarette and began puffing on it as I drank one quick beer after another. I was neither a drinker nor a smoker nor a fighter, but I had planned to be all three on this day.

She was one of those Southerners who were aware from an early age that the South could never be more for them than a fragrant prison, administered by a collective of loving but treacherous relatives.

It both surprised and angered me that {they} had reached a consensus of agreement against me. The way I looked at the world, enemies criticized and friends affirmed.

Chad seemed both venomous and insecure, a flammable combination.

Once he had drawn first blood, his war against the property of the state lost all its moral resonance.

I don't know when my parents began their war against each other – but I do know the only prisoners they took were their children.

They love their families with their hearts and souls and they wage war against them to prove it.