Quotes About Conflict

Then she thought of how life could still be happy, and how tormentingly she loved and hated him, and how terribly her heart was pounding.

Three days after the quarrel, Prince Stepan Arkadyevitch Oblonsky—Stiva, as he was called in the fashionable world— woke up at his usual hour, that is, at eight o'clock in the morning, not in his wife's bedroom, but on the leather-covered sofa in his study.

I'm not a goose, you're the gooses for crying over nothing

That only shows you have no heart," she said. But her eyes said that she knew he had a heart, and that was why she was afraid of him.

Tout était si beau, joyeux et pur dans la maison ; mais dans son âme tout était laid, sale, horrible.

It boils down to this: we should have done with humbug, and let war be war, and not a game ... If there were none of this magnanimity business in warfare, we should never go to war, except for something worth facing certain death for.

He [Tsar Nicholas I] had done much evil to the Poles. To explain that evil he had to be convinced that all Poles were scoundrels. And Nicholas regarded them as such and hated them in proportion to the evil he had done them.

I have heard it said that women love men even for their vices," Anna began suddenly, "but I hate him for his virtues. I can't live with him. Do you understand?

Na maior parte das vezes, discutimos com ardor apenas porque não conseguimos de maneira alguma compreender o que exatamente o nosso adversário quer demonstrar.

Tell your wife that I love her as before, and if she cannot forgive me my situation, I wish her never to forgive me. In order to forgive, one must have lived through what I have lived through, and may God spare her that.

War is not courtesy but the most horrible thing in life; and we ought to understand that and not play at war. We ought to accept this terrible necessity sternly and seriously. It all lies in that: get rid of falsehood and let war be war and not a game. As it is now, war is the favorite pastime of the idle and frivolous.

questions which weren't solved by diplomats, would be less solved with powder and blood.

either the war is insanity, or the people, if they do this insanity, aren't not at all reasonable creatures, as some might , for some reason, think.

The artists of various sects, like the theologians of the various sects, mutually exclude and destroy themselves.

Send anyone who preaches war to a special frontline legion -into the assault, into the attack, ahead of everyone.

War is so unjust and ugly that all who wage it must try to stifle the voice of conscience within themselves.

In order to undertake anything in family life, it is necessary that there be either complete discord between the spouses or loving harmony.

The child, a little girl with bare legs and long golden curls, was a being perfectly foreign to him, chiefly because she was trained quite otherwise than he wished her to be. There sprang up between the husband and wife the usual misunderstanding, without even the wish to understand each other, and then a silent warfare, hidden from outsiders and tempered by decorum.

a whole series of arguments and texts showing that war—that is, the wounding and

If you can forgive me, forgive me,' said her eyes, 'I am so happy.' 'I hate them all, and you, and myself,' his eyes responded.

In all history there is no war which was not hatched by the governments, the governments alone, independent of the interests of the people, to whom war is always pernicious even when successful. Read more at

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The main thing he wanted to weep about was a sudden, vivid awareness of the terrible opposition between something infinitely great and indefinable that was in him, and something narrow and fleshy that he himself, and even she, was. This opposition tormented him and gladdened him while she sang.

During all this early time they had a peculiarly vivid sense of tension, as it were, a tugging in opposite directions of the chain by which they were bound.