Quotes About Rivalry

You may have married her, but she is mine. Do you think I shall let you take her? She may be ten times your wife, but, by God, you shall never have her.

I do think he hated him as one man will hate another who draws off the affection of a beloved.

The adversary system is a kind of warfare in mufti.

A literary movement consists of five or six people who live in the same town and hate each other cordially.

A plague o' both your houses.

A politician divides mankind into two classes: tools and enemies.

Politics, as a practice, whatever its professions, has always been the systematic organization of hatreds.

Politics. The diplomatic name for the law of the jungle.

Prosperity makes some friends and many enemies.

This is the gist of what I know: Give advice and buy a foe.

International sport is war without shooting.

We don't want to fight, but by jingo if we do, We've got the ships, we've got the men, we've got the money too. We've fought the Bear before and while we're Britons true, The Russians shall not have Constantinople.

There is no such thing as an insignificant enemy.

In Coetzee's eyes, we human beings will never abandon politics because politics is too convenient and too attractive as a theatre in which to give play to our baser emotions.

Konkurrenz ist eine Sublimierung von Krieg.

Für wahre Marktgläubige macht es keinen Sinn, wenn du sagst, dass es dir kein Vergnügen macht, dich in einen Wettbewerb mit deinen Mitmenschen zu begeben, und dass du dich lieber zurückziehen möchtest. Du kannst dich ja zurückziehen, wenn du möchtest, sagen sie, aber deine Konkurrenten werden es ganz gewiss nicht tun. Sobald du deine Waffen niederlegst, wirst du abgeschlachtet. Wir sind unausweichlich gefangen in einem Krieg aller gegen alle.

a rival line, on his small beginnings out at the dam. Even his tools should be of wood and leather and gut, materials the insects would eat when one day he no longer needed them.

Ride? Rhage snorted. Please. That thing is a sewing machine with an air dam taped to it. My GTO could dust the fucker in fourth gear from a dead stop. When there was an odd sound from behind, John looked back. So did the three Brothers. What. Xhex bristled and crossed her arms over her chest. I can laugh, you know. And that's . . . pretty damn funny. Rhage beamed. I knew I liked you.

The guy stroked his goatee. "What do you call twenty guys watching the World Series?" "The New York Yankees," Butch replied. The vampire laughed in a loud burst, whipped the baseball cap off his head, and slapped it on his thigh.

No," Wrath said without looking away from Xcor. "Before we kumbaya this shit, you're going to do something for me, right here and now." The King pointed to the carpet at his feet. "On your knees, bastard." —

You stay away from Xcor." "You are not in a position to give orders, female." He laughed in a hard burst. "Jesus Christ, I can't believe this is all over someone like him. Who the hell is that piece of shit anyway—" "He's your fucking brother," she snapped. "That's who he is.

All around, grown men were getting out of cars and shoving at each other like fifteen-year-olds, the bunch of juiced-up, armchair quarterbacks ready to peanut-gallery it up: The closest they were going to get to the octagon was standing on the outside of the chicken wire looking in.

dressed in blue-and-orange and red-and-white. "What is this?" she asked numbly. "On the screen?" "It's the Iron Bowl from 'thirteen. Auburn–'Bama. Auburn wins with a one-hundred-and-nine-yard kick back run. War Damn Eagle.

If Tohr hadn't hated the motherfucker with such a passion…he'd have almost respected the sonofabitch. —