Quotes About Conflict

With the speed of a cobra, Scapegrace lashed out at Bagatelle, catching him on the ear with a vicious chop. He ducked as Shun reached for him, and spun with a kick that came dangerously close to landing. Mud fired off a punch that Scapegrace blocked with his chin, and Scapegrace countered with a flailing hand to the air as he fell.

I... I think I broke his jaw. And bit his finger off." "You bit his finger?" "I bit his finger off .

Shakra scowled. "You're a moron." "Being rude does not make you more intelligent that I." "No, being more intelligent than you makes me more intelligent than you, you goat-brained simpleton." "I did not come here to be insulted." "What, do you have somewhere special to go for that kind of thing?

I, uh, I hit a tree." "Well, I'm sure it had it coming.

Sabine pulled herself out of the water behind him, and glared up as she hung there. "You spat on me.

The enemy of my enemy is not necessarily my friend - Skulduggery Pleasant.

The dream of peace, you understand, is a dream that comforts everyone except the soldier on the battlefield. He can't think about peace. He can't hesitate. The soldier lives in the war. In combat, war is his mother, his friend and his god. To believe in anything else is suicide.

Only a heathen would bring a gun to a swordfight." "And only a moron would bring a sword to a gunfight.

The enemy of my enemy is not necessarily my friend.

I was going right for Mantis, but then that bloody gas got in my eyes and, I don't know, some massive bloke reared up in front of me. I hit him but I swear, it was like hitting a wall." Gracious nodded. "You hit a wall." Maybury blinked at him. "I what?" "I saw it. You ran into a cloud of gas and stumbled around for a second until you reached a wall, and then you shrieked and punched it. It was very heroic.

Get away from my ex-girlfriend, you moany little whinge-bag. - Fletcher

It's not so bad." Melancholia looked at her. "You're lying." "I'll get used to it. So will you." "I... I don't think I'll be able to." "I'll be there to help when you need it." "But I hate you." Valkyrie smiled. "No you don't." "No, I do. I want to kill you and stuff." "We actually became friends in those caves." "That's not what happened, " said Melancholia. "We're pals. We're buddies.

I will heal your wounds," he said, "but I will not facilitate your battles.

I kill Cain," Crux said, pointing a finger back at himself. "Me. Not you, not the vampire, not the idiot." Scapegrace frowned. "Who's the idiot?

her boot catching him right between the legs.

He took the stick from her, rapped it against her head. She howled and he nodded. "See? It hurts people." She grabbed it off him, smacked it against his skull. "Ow," he said. "Not so funny now, is it?" "Of course not. It's only funny when it happens to other people. I'd have thought that was obvious." She went to hit him again

You'll have a wonderful time." "I hate you." "I know.

War is a drastic thing,

I impressed them by attacking an entire battalion of Mevolent's troops on my own." "You slipped," said Shudder. "Stop saying that. I did not slip." "I was there. You slipped and fell down the hill and rolled into their camp." "Aggressively. I rolled aggressively into their camp." "I had to save you." "Why do you always say it like that?

I don't like your tone." "I don't like your shoes.

When knowledge is scant or conflicting, folklore takes over.

The torment of human frustration, whatever its immediate cause, is the knowledge that the self is in prison, its vital force and "mangled mind" leaking away in lonely, wasteful self-conflict.

Bravery is knowledge of the cowardice of the enemy.

The community as a whole doesn't listen patiently to critics who adopt alternative viewpoints. Although the great lesson of history is that knowledge develops through the conflict of viewpoints.