Quotes About Battle

Je connais mon coeur, ce coeur, ce nÅ"ud de vipères: etoufflé sous elles, saturé de leur venin, il continue de battre au-dessous de ce grouillement. Ce nÅ"ud de vipères qu'il est impossible de dénouer, qu'il faudrait trancher d'un coup de couteau, d'un coup de glaive: "Je ne suis pas venu apporter la paix mais le glaive

With the cogito begins the struggle between consciousnesses in which, as Hegel says, each one seeks the death of the other. For this battle to even begin, for each consciousness to even suspect the external presences that it negates, they must have a common ground and they must remember their peaceful coexistence in the world of childhood.

There is a use for fighting men, isn't there?" she brooded. "Use for 'em?" laughed Corson. "Why, lady, how come we to be sitting here? Because gents have fought to put us here! How come this is part of God's country? Because a lot of folks buckled on guns to make it that! Use

At Arnhem, the British fielded too many gentlemen and not enough players.

Religion and natural science are fighting a joint battle in an incessant, never relaxing crusade against skepticism and against dogmatism, against unbelief and superstition... [and therefore] 'On to God!

Io so come ci si sente a essere sfigurati e devastati, solo che stavolta tutto questo sta fuori di me. A ogni modo, ho scoperto che combattere è la cosa che mi viene meglio

Every little candle is a great knight fighting against the darkness! Every time you feel yourself tiny, remember these brave candles!

The World's most powerful army is the Army of Medicine, as it is fighting against a real enemy, the most powerful one: The Death!

In the midst of the battle between rebellion and surrender Bantry was suddenly uncertain what Flynn was starved for. The sensuality of a man's kiss? Or the rich, iron taste of blood?

He had fought wizards (though not because he wished to), battled goblinkin (only because running hadn't been an option at the time), and faced incredible monsters (drat the luck he sometimes had when he thought about it).

He had no liking for war. It was a loud, messy, dangerous business.

This is war," he say quietly. "Well thank God you're dressed for it, Griggs.

Woman, I'm trying to fight here! Or has that escaped your attention?

Battle For The Mind by William Sargent.

Yet it seemed to Bega that if she could continue to read, which had come so easily to her... then that would be a life which take every ounce of her strength. She wanted no less. She loved to see the shapes and strokes of line and turn them into words: she loved the idea of battling against enemies external and internal and all her will being consumed in that battle.

The central miscalculation of the Religious Right has been its failure to recognize the real nature of the battle, how long it's been waged, and the high price we've been willing to pay for entry into the political theater. I write as an evangelical Christian who once believed that America is a Christian nation that lost its way. I'm still an evangelical Christian, but I no longer believe that this nation, or any nation in this fallen world, can truly be 'under God.

it could all be so simple, but you'd rather make it hard, lovin you is like a battle, and we both end up with scars, tell me who i have to be, to get some reciprocity..

It's so easy to for tragedy to defeat you. It's seductive in the way that I heard freezing to death is. Being consumed by grief is in many ways much more comfortable than battling your way out of it - especially when you realize that no matter how hard you fight you can't reverse the situation you're grieving over. But it's so important to engage in the battle anyway. It's really the only way to stay alive.

fought, it was usually more trouble than it was

But nothing could stand before our lads, they routed them from the Meadow, & all afterwards was a mere Chace, so far I saw."1 — James Parker, September 11, 1777

Modern perception imagines Washington as a grey-haired old man leading troops into battle, when in fact he pulled his dark red hair (he never wore a wig) pulled back into a queue and powdered it white during the Revolution.

he'd read the Bible, the Torah, the Koran, and heard the Upanishads were no different—it was clear the battle for justice was in the heart; each soul was precious. "The great religions teach us," he said through tears, "that the loss of one soul affects us all." Whispers

I learned always to avoid glorious campaigns—everyone is more likely to die in glorious campaigns.

Sex is class warfare. You must understand your weapon if you wish to emerge the victor from the struggle.