Quotes About Rivalry

Buy a steak for a player on another club after the game, but don't even speak to him on the field. Get out there and beat them to death.

Death puts an end to rivalship and competition. The dead can boast no advantage over us, nor can we triumph over them.

The sons of York will destroy each other, one brother destroying another, uncles devouring nephews, fathers beheading sons. They are a house which has to have blood, and they will shed their own if they have no other enemy.

In truth, I did not have to wonder. She would be feeling that disturbing mixture of emotions that she always summoned from me: admiration and envy, pride and a furious rivalry, a longing to see a beloved sister succeed, and a passionate desire to see a rival fall.

Anne's smile was as sweet as poison. 'What matter? So long as it is a Boleyn girl?' 'I didn't want you to come back to court to be my rival,' I said sulkily. 'I was born to be your rival,' she said simply. 'And you mine. We're sisters aren't we?

We may be of the same family, but that is the very reason why we are not friends, for we are rivals for the throne. What quarrels are worse than family quarrels?

Anne shook her head. "I'll not be safe until she is dead," she said. "Just as she will not be safe until I am dead. It is not just a matter now of a man or a throne, it is as if I am her shadow and she is mine. We are locked together till death. One of us has to win outright and neither of us can be sure that we have won or lost until the other is dead and in the ground.

When I rose up the queen was looking toward me, not as if I were a rival, but as if I were still her favorite little maid in waiting who might bring her some comfort. She looked at me as if for a moment she would seek someone who would understand the dreadful predicament of a woman, in this world ruled by men. George

But to tell you the truth, it is the same for me. I am as envious of her as she is of me. But I have seen her rise and rise.

What he does not know is that his greatest friend of all, the man he loves as a brother, has become indeed like a brother: as false to him as any envious rivalrous brother of York.

He's a young man who has lived under the shadow of the sword from the moment when he fled England as a boy of fourteen to the day when he rode home to fight for his claim. Nobody knows better than he that any claimant to the throne has to be killed at once. A king cannot let a pretender live. No king can allow a pretender to live.

When she looked down the hall at Anne and at me it was as if she looked straight through us, as if we were nothing but clear panes of Venetian glass and all she wanted to know was what might be beyond. She did not seem to envy us, nor see us as rivals to her father's attention or even as a danger to her mother's place. She saw us as a pair of light women, so insubstantial that the wind might blow us away in a merciful puff. She

The boys want us to think the river's polluted. I heard them talking!" "Those creepy jerks!" cried Caroline. "Those jerky creeps!" said Eddie. "This isn't a joke anymore. This is war!

Wally Hatford, huh? , Caroline said to herself. Well, the Hatfords would soon find out they were no match for the Malloys.

Now, what's this all about?" she demanded. "They started it, Mom," said Caroline, wringing out the tail of her shirt. "We did not!" said Jake hotly. Eddie turned the hose on Josh." "He dropped his bucket on purpose!" cried Beth. "I did not!" said Josh. Mrs. Malloy looked around curiously. "You kids hardly know each other! How did you get to be enemies so soon?" Wally looked at Caroline. I dare you, his eyes told her.

Caroline didn't know whether she was more angry or excited. Every time the boys did something to them, it just gave the girls an excuse to do something worse.

There is also a third kind of madness, which is possession by the Muses, enters into a delicate and virgin soul, and there inspiring frenzy, awakens lyric....But he, who, not being inspired and having no touch of madness in his soul, comes to the door and thinks he will get into the temple by the help of art--he, I say, and his poetry are not admitted; the sane man is nowhere at all when he enters into rivalry with the madman.

those who govern ought not to be lovers of the task? For, if they are, there will be rival lovers, and they will fight.

La enemistad entre allegados se llama discordia; entre extraños, se llama guerra.

there is nothing I love better than slamming the ball in my older sister's face and making her chase after it.

My, if I didn't loathe her so much, I'd admire her.

The bloody-minded murder those whom they envy, and for what they covet.

I would not piss on him was he burning in the flames of hell, Grey said politely. One of Hal's brows flicked upward, but only momentarily. Just so, he said dryly. The question, though, is whether Fraser might be inclined to perform a similar service for you. Grey placed his cup carefully in the center of the desk. Only if he thought I might drown, he said, and went out.

Don't you know any better, guava-head?" "Don't call me that!" the smaller boy shouted, face contorting in rage. "Shitface!" "Frog-guts!" "Caca-brains!