Quotes About Conflict

We are tangled in a very significant Islamic insurgency in Iraq.

I had the idea that I should beat up every player I tangled with and nothing ever convinced me it wasn't a good idea.

A grenade launcher will easily take out a tank; a Molotov cocktail placed in its air intake will destroy one as well.

When I was at school when I was 16, I was in a quandary because I didn't know whether I wanted to join the army - I had this terrible desire to be a tank driver in the Royal Tank Regiment, genuinely - or whether I wanted to go to art college because half of me wanted to be in the army, and the other half of me wanted to be a surrealist.

Tanks come in two forms: the dangerous, deadly kind and the 'liberating' kind.

To be a good reporter, writing about war, you have to write about the people. It's not about the tanks or the RPGs or military strategy. It's always about the effect war has on civilians, on society, and how it disrupts and destroys lives.

Like Iran and Syria supplied Hezbollah with sophisticated anti-tank rockets - Matisse, Cornet, and other RPGs that caused great damage to Israeli tanks and Israeli infantry in 2006 - they did the same in Gaza with Hamas.

It was in this atmosphere of national trauma, political extremism, violent conflict and revolutionary upheaval that Nazism was born.

You desire and do not have; so you kill. And you covet and cannot obtain; so you fight and wage war" (James 4:1, 2).

My head is full of monsters and I'm one of them.

Hell, boy. At some point, all fathers want to kill their sons. Just like all sons think about killing their old man. They're too much alike or they're not enough alike. It doesn't matter. What's beautiful is that they don't do it.

I never liked Michael, and since he tried to kill me, I like him even less.

I want to say that I'm not doing this because you tried to kill me. I want to be bigger and better than that. But I'm not. I'm doing this because you tried to kill me.

Whoever said Hell is other people was wrong. Hell is other people in your house .

On the TV, some poor Indian has just died hauling Fitzcarraldo's boat over the mountain. The Indian's friends are gathered around his body, but Fitz is screaming for them to keep pulling his boat. He's the hero of the story and he's completely nuts. This isn't going to have a happy ending.

How will you do it?" says Sinclair. "I'll know when I see the setup, but I imagine I'll basically just kill them all and take their stuff. Is that okay with everyone?" Sandoval says, "It's fine with me." "Me too," says Sinclair. Howard just grunts.

The waiter brings the lamb chops. I'm still angry, but I take a bite of one. And it's like someone split my head open and filled it full of heavenly choirs and motel sex with Candy.

When we get there I say, "If anyone says you ran, point them out and I'll hit them." She grabs my arm. "I don't need you to fight my battles for me." "I'm not fighting for you. I just like punching people.

Whatever happened to Michael?" "Oh, I killed him." "Thank you. What a complete dick." "He really was, wasn't he?" "The worst.

I came back to earth to kill things, so I have to expect things to fight back occasionally.

Whatever happened, he wasn't just Mason anymore. He was Mason and something else. Like God's older brother, who takes God's money, steals his car, and fucks his girlfriend. That's Mason now. A guy who isn't afraid to pants God...

What do you want me to do?" says Kasabian. "I don't think Howard can get out of the bedroom, but if he does . . ." "I know. Punch him in the balls." "You got it.

I only cut off my enemies' heads. I break my friends' hearts.

he grabs his pistol when I thought this was a knife fight, and, well, it's a very upsetting moment. I