Quotes About Conflict

He reminded himself that when he got out of this mess he would make a point of slapping the shit out of his dumb ass wife.

He killed his enemies because he was afraid they would kill him. Amin ordered entire tribes to be put to death, because he feared they would rebel.

Man's most dangerous enemy is the one he was once closest to.

Fionn was stuck in the most unlikely of places. He wanted to fuck the woman he planned to use in his vengeance. It was inconvenient to say the least

I thought you two liked each other," she huffed. "I have no patience for mate-whipped males," Kiyo sneered. "And I have no patience for dogs that disrespect me.

For virtually all the socialist revolutions of the twentieth century, it was not a crisis of the capitalist system, but imperialist war that pushed old orders into crisis...

Strange, isn't it, that it's always more difficult to talk people out of killing each other than into it?

Stress" is mostly the result of not being allowed to kill some asshole you really want to slice and dice.

Zealots in the Land of Israel shriek that we ought to do unto Germany as it has done to us-- that, just as Germany has issued a ban on Jewish books, so should we ban all German books, without recognizing or realizing that whoever deprives himself of intellectual discourse jeopardizes his own soul.

War has brought inflation even to the graveyard.

I thought that the Hindus and Muslims would busy themselves in this war and their blood, which did not mix in mosque and temple, would finally mingle in Bombay's drains and gutters. I

Let thy words between two foes be such that if they were to become friends thou shouldst not be ashamed.

The logic in our minds had always been at odds with the logic of life itself

Why are we always the ones running away and you are the ones chasing after us? Why is it always that we surrender and you take the spoils? Why is it that even in the way you beg, there is dominance, and pity in the way we refuse?

Forgive me, madam, it appears that you and I got off on the wrong foot." "You got off on the wrong foot. I merely watched you shove it into your mouth.

You see, Jarret?" she said softly. "It can't work. We want different things. You want to follow the wind where it leads, and I want to dig my roots deep. You're a river, and I'm a tree. The tree can never follow the river, and the river can never stay with the tree.

Why did Mama say that? Had Papa made her angry again? He made her angry a lot. Gran said it was on account of his "hores." One time Celia asked Nurse what a hore was, and Nurse paddled her and told her that was a bad word. Then why did Papa have them?

Are you in love with Rathmoor, then?" "Yes." The answer came without her even thinking about it. Because she was. She probably always had been. She'd told Dom that he'd killed her love for him, but the truth was, it was unkillable. Though she'd thought to root him out of her heart, he'd merely lain dormant in the wintry ground, waiting until spring when he could grow over her heart like the pernicious honeysuckle in Uncle's arbor.

Whoever tries to climb over our fence, we will try to climb over his house.

I just didn't believe Bush.

it is singularly unpleasant—for you and for those at the receiving end. It is also counterproductive and therefore inefficient.

You could haul her up, lose your temper, fire her. Your blood pressure is likely to rise; the office atmosphere will be vitiated; the aftereffects of your rage will probably be felt by you and your fellow workers for days and weeks after the incident; you will probably have to work particularly hard at restoring the peace and reestablishing a situation of mutual trust.

Do nothing unto anyone that you would not like to have done unto yourself. Seek peace, and never be the aggressor—but if anyone attacks you, we do not teach you to turn the other cheek.

If ballots won't work, bullets will.