Quotes About Brutality

They knew how to cut a person both to cause pain, to cripple, and to bring a swift death, and they weren't timid about doing either.

The ground was soaked with blood. What had been Clovis was no longer remotely recognizable. His jaw was shattered and hung completely unhinged to the side. One eye socket had been altogether caved in. Oba's knee had broken the man's sternum and crushed his chest. It was glorious.

Kicks to the legs, they're not very cool. They're brutal.

Humankind seems to have an enormous capacity for savagery, for brutality, for lack of empathy, for lack of compassion.

He'd faced death many times. But not like this. Not butchered like an animal, and sold like a piece of flesh in the market.

I hear a guttural sound followed by a weak sigh and look back at the bodies. "I'm going to kill the kid," Barrons says faintly. Ryodan makes a burbling sound like a bloody laugh. I don't think he even has the parts left to laugh with. "Get in line.

Brutality is the refuge of the dull of mind, ka-lyrra . Only a fool conquers when he might instead seduce. ~Adam Black to Gabrielle O'Callaghan

He is War. Divisiveness. Brutality. Heinous crimes against humanity. As an event on the battlefield, and the personification of it in a cage, he is all that and more. How many humans fell before the murderous hooves of this sly horseman of the apocalypse? Nearly half the world's population, by last count.

I'm honest. It's the world that's awful - Sandor Clegane, The Hound. ASOIAF

It is emotionally, spiritually impossible to have a sexual connection with a human being and not ignite certain emotional patterns, but they are a continual dead-end street when there is no relationship or true emotional feelings to go with the act. Therefore, there is a level of brutality, frustration, and eventually emotional disease which results in physical illness and breakdown because a significant pattern is being tremendously abused. Remember, you do get what you ask for.

Ad hominem and brutality are the voice and expression of logic and reasoning of impotents and inferiors.

Brutality is not a sport, it's an impotence.

It ain't no secret No secret my friend You can get killed just for living In your American skin

rotted down from manhood by their hopeless misery on the isle; wonted to cringe in all things to their lord, himself the worst of slaves; these wretches were now become wholly corrupted to his hands. He used them as creatures of an interior race; in short, he gaffles his four animals, and makes murderers of them; out of cowards fitly manufacturing bravoes.

rotted down from manhood by their hopeless misery on the isle; wonted to cringe in all things to their lord, himself the worst of slaves; these wretches were now become wholly corrupted to his hands. He used them as creatures of an inferior race; in short, he gaffles his four animals, and makes murderers of them; out of cowards fitly manufacturing bravoes

To manufacture unity, the imperialists of history followed another animal pattern, that of the dominance hierarchy—the strangely unjust principle which sometimes uses brutality to bring individuals or collections of groups together in a stable and ultimately peaceful form. It's ironic that one of our strongest forces of cohesion should be something so unpleasant as our will to lord it over others and that this ace-attractor should be egged on by repulsers—

the atmosphere of war brutalizes everyone involved, begets a fanaticism in which the original moral factor is buried at the bottom of a heap of atrocities committed by all sides.

It was a time of intense racism in the United States. In the years between 1889 and 1903, on the average, every week, two Negroes were lynched by mobs—hanged, burned, mutilated. The Filipinos were brown-skinned, physically identifiable, strange-speaking and strange-looking to Americans. To the usual indiscriminate brutality of war was thus added the factor of racial hostility.

You'll always be a bastard. There is a part of you that enjoys kicking the door in and throwing a severed head on the table.

Why do we have to have violence, torture, brutality in crime dramas every time we turn on television? Any new crime drama is going to have, sooner or later, a lot of torture and nasty things that make people flinch. Lots of young people I know shrink and flinch from that kind of thing on television, so I think showing it is a mistake.

I had many boxing matches with my brother in the backyard when we were younger, and I guess while other people abhor boxing for its brutality, I also have to admire anyone who climbs into the ring to face up to what could be the ultimate defeat.

The language of the younger generation has the brutality of the city and an assertion of threatening power at hand, not to come. It is military, theatrical, and at its most coherent probably a lasting repudiation of empty courtesy and bureaucratic euphemism.

And here is my secret. Heed this well. The weapon of the godless needs no hand to wield it. The weapon of the godless wields itself. It is without fear. It is empty of guilt and disdainful of retribution. It is all that and more, but one thing it is not: a liar. No slaying in the name of a higher power, no promises of redemption. It will not cloak brutality in the zeal that justifies, that absolves. And this is why it is the most horrifying weapon of all.

Every body that darted within his reach he grasped, twisted, bent and broke.