Quotes About Conflict

Each of them, living, was intolerable to the other, and in fury, they fell to it.

At the heart of being a second-generation American meant feeling the shame of your heritage and the sting of family betrayal, creating an inner turmoil from which one never fully escaped.

Violent love eats up what it does love, and it is mere appetite. I scribbled on the bottom of this before sending it back: I would sooner cut my own flesh than do you a hurt. You should not have tried to get between us! But only come to see me, and another time I will stand and let me beat to a mummy.

I mean that repeated offences, even when they secure forgiveness, drive out love. And from that I came to say that one may compel obedience but never love.

We were reconciled, of course we were; things were now too far gone between us to be broken for a Roger Rowly.

Preventing war is the work of politicians, establishing peace is the work of educationists.

Acts committed in the heat of passion as much as acts of heartfelt compassion have the power to disenchant

Killing her and the boys had not been the best way to resolve the custody dispute.

She was trying to decide to regard the black flies as a good symptom of the liveliness of the North, a sign that nature will never capitulate, that man is red in tooth and claw but there is something that cannot be controlled by him, when a critter no larger than a fruitfly tore a hunk out of her shin through her trousers.

why can't we love the right people? what is so wrong with us that we rush into situations to which we are manifestly unsuited, which will hurt us and others? why are we given emotions which we cannot control and which move in exact contradiction to what we really want? we are walking conflicts, internal battles on legs.

Não sei o que sou, nem o que faço, nem o que quero; estou despedaçada por mil sentimentos contrários. Pode imaginar-se estado mais deplorável? Amo-te de tal maneira que nem ouso sequer desejar que venhas a ser perturbado por igual arrebatamento. Matar-me-ia ou, se não o fizesse, morreria desesperada, viesse a ter a certeza que nunca mais tinhas descanso, que tudo te era odioso, e a tua vida não era mais que perturbação, desespero e pranto.

Ó, mit tudom én, mi van velem, mit csinálok, mit óhajt a szívem, ezer különféle indulat tépi szerteszét!

Hate-hardened heart, O heart of iron, iron is iron till it is rust. There never was a war that was not inward;

La revolución es el huracán, y el hombre que se entrega a ella no es ya el hombre, es la miserable hoja seca arrebatada por el vendaval…

Qué hermosa es la revolución, aun en su misma barbarie!

My interior world does not correspond to the real world.

curro?… Usté es de otra madera, y la verdá, no entiendo cómo pueda gustarle esta vida. ¿Qué cree que uno anda aquí por su puro gusto?… Cierto, ¿a qué negarlo?, a uno le cuadra el ruido; pero no sólo es eso… Siéntese, curro, siéntese para contarle. ¿Sabe por qué me levanté?… Mire, antes de la revolución tenía yo hasta mi tierra volteada para sembrar, y si no hubiera sido por el

In the long history of male and female relations all the way back to the Garden, I can't think of one in which a woman's anger ever won over a man.

A veces parece que el camino más arduo de la guerra es el que conduce a la paz.

Good manners warred with curiosity, and lost.

Many people feel that playing the political game involves devious plotting or blatant self-promotion. But in reality, "politics" is what naturally happens whenever people with different goals, interests, and personalities try to work together.

What the hell is he? Ace dodged another swing and countered by kicking his opponent in the chest hard enough that he snapped a rib bone. The rogue didn't flinch. Studying the male, Ace had no idea what to make of him. Derrick, one of his team members, was African American. When changed, his skin took on a darker brown than his original shade. Ace had Native American ancestry, and when changed, looked more copper than brown. This creature… What the hell turned black? -Ace's thoughts

Sometimes I open a book that's so beautiful I have to shut it because it hurts me. I can't stand it. It's like, Oh no! Oh no! Oh no! This is going to drive me into my own heart. A day or two days later I'm saying, All right, and I just surrender to it: Do it to me. Go ahead. I want it. I don't want it. I want it. I don't want it.

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