Quotes About Conflict

gun blasted, but the shot was high and Jeb seized the arm in his huge jaws and then man and dog went rolling over and over on the floor. Vetter threw Morgan off and came to his feet, but Morgan lashed out with a left that knocked him back through the door. Dorfman managed to get

in order to have peace both sides must want it equally. One side cannot make peace; they can only surrender.

Another thing Pa taught me: If you're going to fight…fight. Talk about it after.

But the young men of all tribes were eager to take scalps and the prestige that followed.

slightly. "It seems we have to get rid of Ben—and quickly." "Could Dean Cullane have

I don't have anybody available to send up there to help you out. We're kind of up to our elbows in enemy sympathizers right now in Los Angeles.

he had been so right, and she hated him for it.

protect her interests. Of late she had refused to admit there might be occasions when fighting could not be avoided. She had yet to learn that in order to have peace both sides must want it

The object of battle was the destruction of the enemy's capacity to resist.

From Caprock Rancher : Another thing Pa taught me: If you're going to fight . . . fight. Talk about it after.

buckskin and maybe grabbing Lorna's bridle, too. It must have hurt when I flopped him into the saddle but he didn't make a sound, just glared at me. Taking up

there is no bargaining with a man who won't talk.

It was a pity, he reflected, that the men of good will are so poorly armed, for at times it was a handicap not to hate.

Certitude leads to violence.

The lesson Holmes took from the war can be put in a sentence. It is that certitude leads to violence.

Zero took the shovel. Then he swung it like a baseball bat. The metal blade smashed across Mr. Pendanski's face. His knees crumpled beneath him. He was unconscious before he hit the ground.

oppositosis.

The left side of Mr. Sir's face had swollen to the size of half a cantaloupe. There were three dark-purple jagged lines running down his cheek where the Warden had scratched him.

Oh, Jo, how could you? Your one beauty.

politics were as bad as mathematics, and that the mission of politicians seemed to be calling each other names

In her secret soul, however, she decided that politics were as bad as mathematics, and that the mission of politicians seemed to be calling each other names…

My only answer is, if my grave stood open on one side and you upon the other I'd go into my grave before I would take one step to meet you.

I can get on with wild beasts first-rate; but men rile me awfully…

I can't get over my disappointment in not being a boy, and it's worse than ever now, for I'm dying to go and fight with Papa, and I can only stay home and knit like a poky old woman (Josephine)