Quotes About Conflict

One day she'd throw a dish at you, and the next she'd create a mosaic made of the shards.

Anyone who does anything even remotely irritating is, from this point on, a Republican.

We're not a horrible couple, but we have our share of fights, the type that can start with a misplaced sock and suddenly be about everything. "I haven't liked you since 2002," he hissed during a recent argument over which airport security line was moving the fastest. This didn't hurt me so much as confuse me. "What happened in 2002?" I asked.

There's a short circuit between my brain and my tongue, thus "Leave me the fuck alone" comes out as "Well, maybe. Sure. I guess I can see your point." This

I'm also getting a kick out of "having a blue," which means having a fight. You could say, "It was a serious blue," or "We had a blue," or "If I talk to this woman there's going to be a blue." You could also say, "I'm ready to put the blue on.

As it was, I had to wrestle daily with both my inadequacy and my uncontrollable jealousy. I didn't want to kill her, but hoped someone else might do the job for me.

Cand ne certam, tehnica lui tata era intotdeauna sa nege dorintele pe care ni le exprimam. Doca voiai, sa zicem, un teanc de clatite, nu-ti spunea ca nu ti le ia, ci ca tu, de fapt, nici nu le voiai.Stiu ce vreau era, fara exceptie combatut cu Nu, nu stii.

Tom Pellegrini suppresses an almost overwhelming desire to see this woman dragged into a police wagon and bounced over every pothole between here and headquarters.

Disagreeing has become an easy way to feel better about yourself for being smarter than everybody else. I call it the assholier-than-thou syndrome.

La izquierda, desde que asumió la representación del puritanismo, se lo puso muy fácil a sus rivales. Ellos mismos meten la cabeza en la boca de un león que los devora, porque nadie es capaz de sostener esa moralidad impostada que predican.

During times of peace, the sons bury their fathers, but in war it is the fathers who send their sons to the grave. —HERODOTUS, THE HISTORY

Battles aren't always—or even usually—won by killing everybody on the other side. They're won inside the other side's brains and wills. Given the right weapons, the right tactical situation, anyone can kill an enemy. Convincing her to yield, to do what you set out to compel her to do without killing her—that's harder.

Lester Tourville stared at his plot in horror as the impeller signatures of sixty-eight Republican ships of the wall abruptly vanished. Seventeen continued to burn on the display for another handful of seconds. Then they, too, vanished in what he devoutly hoped was a frantic hyper translation.

The other side's version," Kolokoltsov thought. Even here, he's not willing to call it "the truth." Whoever said truth is the first casualty of war damned well knew what he was talking about!

It was only in stupid stories written by idiots that good triumphed unscathed and only the evil died. She'd known that, but where did it say her people must always be the ones to pay for victory? Her

That sounds strangely little like justice, Tisipohone jibed gently. On the contrary. Alicia jacked a discarding sabot round into the M-97's chamber and settled her left hand briefly on the forestock to activate its computer systems. I won't do a thing to them unless they intend to do something to me. Indeed? Indeed. But if they do have something planned, I intend to do unto them first. So there are times you see things my way after all. Never said there weren't.

mercy and justice are deadlier than any rifle or bayonet.

A people or a faith divided against itself became the sum of its weaknesses, not its strengths, and anyone who didn't know that was doomed.

What's conquered by the sword is owned only so long as the sword stays sharp. What's brought together in amity, in recognition of common needs and purpose—of common enemies—has the strength to stand even after swords are no longer required.

if I've learned one thing over the years, it's that when it comes down to raw emotion against reason, emotion wins.

But his only alternatives were to play for the possibility, however remote, that he could pull one of them off or else to simply surrender everything he'd spent the last forty-six T-months trying to achieve. He couldn't do that. Even running the very real risk of slipping back over into a brief, bloody clash with the Republic was better than that.

it. But taking that route never gets you anywhere; you get trapped in an eternal round of massacres and counter massacres. It's only after you break the cycle and create strong groups—nations—that enforce the laws and demand some sort of international standard of acceptable behavior, that things start to improve.

Tubby Robbins took me apart in the '39 Grand Final and when I got home Rosemary said, "I think you met your match today," and I thumped her one. She apologised later but by that time the damage was done.

His mother was a reasonably nurturing person but did not protect and defend him from his father.