Quotes About Conflict

Do?? cz?sto po o?ywionym sporze ka?dy z dysputuj?cych powraca do siebie ze zdaniem przeciwnika. Wprost pozamieniali si? ze sob? w?asnymi pogl?dami. Nie sztuka wi?c dowodzi?, ?e w sporach winno si? mie? na wzgl?dzie tylko wyja?nienie prawdy; ale w?a?nie chodzi o to, ?e jeszcze nie wiadomo, gdzie jest ta prawda, gdy? argumenty przeciwnika i nasze w?asne wprowadzaj? nas w b??d

Hiçbir ÅŸey k?skançl?k kadar uzlaÅŸmas?z ve ac?mas?z deÄŸildir.

Ehrwürdig ist die Wahrheit; nicht was ihr entgegensteht.

Nationalism of one kind or another was the cause of most of the genocide of the twentieth century. Flags are bits of colored cloth that governments use first to shrink-wrap people's minds and then as ceremonial shrouds to bury the dead.

And there it was again. Another religion turned against itself. Another edifice constructed by the human mind, decimated by human nature.

Have we raised the threshold of horror so high that nothing short of a nuclear strike qualifies as a 'real' war? Are we to spend the rest of our lives in this state of high alert with guns pointed at each other's heads and fingers trembling on the trigger?

Wars are never fought for altruistic reasons.

Even in the most uneventful of our lives, we are called upon to choose our battles...

Do we need weapons to fight wars? Or do we need wars to create markets for weapons?

K H A D I J A S A Y S . . . In Kashmir when we wake up and say 'Good Morning' what we really mean is 'Good Mourning'.

How carelessly imperial power vivisected ancient civilizations. Palestine and Kashmir are imperial Britain's festering, blood-drenched gifts to the modem world. Both are fault lines in the raging international conicts of today.

But eventually, the Elixir of the Soul that had survived wars and the bloody birth of three new countries, was, like most things in the world, trumped by Coca-Cola.

She viewed ethnic cleansing, famine and genocide as direct threats to her furniture.

N O T H I N G I would like to write one of those sophisticated stories in which even though nothing much happens there's lots to write about. That can't be done in Kashmir. It's not sophisticated, what happens here. There's too much blood for good literature. Q 1: Why is it not sophisticated? Q 2: What is the acceptable amount of blood for good literature? y

If you think of the world as a global village, a fight between India and Pakistan is like a fight between the poorest people in the poorest quarters - the Adivasis and the Dalits. And in the meantime, the zamindars are laying the oil pipelines and selling both parties weapons.

Debating Imperialism is a bit like debating the pros and cons of rape. What can we say? That we really miss it?

It's a battle of those who know how to think against those who know how to hate.

One day Kashmir will make India self-destruct in the same way. You may have blinded all of us, every one of us, with your pellet guns by then. But you will still have eyes to see what you have done to us. You're not destroying us. You are constructing us. It's yourselves that you are destroying. Khuda Hafiz.

Life went on. Death went on. The war went on.

It's odd how those who dismiss the peace movement as Utopian proffer the most absurdly dreamy reasons for war.

These days in Kashmir, you can be killed for surviving.

In the next room Baby Kochamma heard the noise and came to find out what it was all about. She saw Grief and Trouble ahead, and secretly, in her heart of hearts, she rejoiced.

Ammu shook her and told her to Stoppit and she Stoppited.

In every part of the legendary Valley of Kashmir, whatever people might be doing—walking, praying, bathing, cracking jokes, shelling walnuts, making love or taking a bus-ride home—they were in the rifle-sights of a soldier. And because they were in the rifle-sights of a soldier, whatever they might be doing—walking, praying, bathing, cracking jokes, shelling walnuts, making love or taking a bus-ride home—they were a legitimate target.