Quotes About Battle

Under the sword lifted high, there is hell making you tremble. But go ahead, and you have the land of bliss.

When in a fight to the death, one wants to employ all one's weapons to the utmost. I must say that to die with one's sword still sheathed is most regrettable.

A sincere spiritual warrior fights on his inner battlefield; you must struggle against yourself before your wounds can be healed.

The only reason a warrior is alive is to fight, and the only reason a warrior fights is to win. Otherwise, why be a warrior? It is easier to count beads.

Every age thinks its battle the most important of all.

It's an essential fight librarians are making, an age-old fight; yours is a battle for civilization. It's a fight for our country's founding values.

The battle for hearts and minds begins in the field of memory. And in that field, age has no limit.

Old age isn't a battle old age is a massacre.

Lighting new cigarettes, pouring more drinks. It has been a beautiful fight. Still is.

It is hard to battle anger, for whatever it wants it pays from the soul.

Have you heard that it was good to gain the day? I also say it is good to fall, Battles are lost in the same spirit In which they are won

Unlike corn or other insipid foods, meat rouses the demon in the heart of a warrior.

Never choose a battle; only fight if you cannot walk away.

It lasted more or less through the night; and then intermitted, at that terrible time in the early morning – from two o'clock to five – when the vital energies even of the healthiest of us are at their lowest. It is then that Death gathers in his human harvest most abundantly. It was then that Death and I fought our fight over the bed, which should have the man who lay on it.

It was at that battle that Goethe, present on the staff of the Duke of Saxe-Weimar, made (we are told) a famous remark: "From today and from this place begins a new epoch in the history of the world.

That is the way a white man remembers a battle. So many soldiers here, so many there. Such a captain here. Such a lieutenant there. This colonel in one place. That major in another. The horses precisely here, the cannon exactly there. But not an Indian. An Indian remembers where his mother fell bayoneted, or his little brother had his skull smashed, or his big sister cried for mercy and was shot in the mouth.

Because no battle is ever won he said. They are not even fought. The field only reveals to man his own folly and despair, and victory is an illusion of philosophers and fools.

I give it to you not that you may remember time, but that you might forget it now and then for a moment and not spend all your breath trying to conquer it. Because no battle is ever won he said. They are not even fought.

Dajem ti sat, ne da se prise?aš vremena, ve? da bi ga ponekad mogao na trenutak zaboraviti, da ne izgubiš dah pokušavaju?i da ga osvojiš. Jer bitke se nikad ne dobijaju. ?ak se i ne biju. Bojno polje samo otkriva ?oveku njegovu ludost i o?ajanje, a pobeda je uvek samo iluzija filozofa i glupaka... Moglo bi se pomisliti da ?e se nesre?a jednog dana umoriti, ali onda samo vreme postaje naša nesre?a.

Te lo doy, no para que recuerdes el tiempo, sino para que consigas olvidarlo de vez en cuando durante un momento y no malgastes todo tu aliento intentando conquistarlo. Porque ninguna batalla se ganas jamás, como él decía Ni tan siquiera se libra. Sólo el campo de batalla revela al hombre su propia locura y desesperación, y la victoria es ilusión de filósofos e idiotas.

I give it to you not that you may remember time, but that you might forget it now and then for a moment and not spend all your breath trying to conquer it. Because no battle is ever won he said. They are not even fought. The field only reveals to man his own folly and despair, and victory is an illusion of philosophers and fools.

Te lo doy, no para que recuerdes el tiempo, sino para que consigas olvidarlo de vez en cuando durante un momento y no malgastes todo tu aliento intentando conquistarlo. Porque ninguna batalla se gana jamás, como él decía. Ni tan siquiera se libra. Sólo el campo de batalla revela al hombre su propia locura y desesperación, y la victoria es ilusión de filósofos e idiotas.

The watch is very old, purchased from a specialist dealer in a fortified arcade in Singapore. It is military ordnance. It speaks to the man of battles fought in another day. It reminds him that every battle will one day be as obscure, and that only the moment matters, matters absolutely. The enlightened warrior rides into battle as if to a loved one's funeral, and how could it be otherwise?

I, Inigo Montoya, do challenge you, coward, pig, killer, ass, fool, to battle.