Quotes About Violence

When I remembered Stefan first coming for me, it wasn't a man in a black mask or a crazy guy shoving Three Musketeers bars at me as he tried to convince me I was his brother. I remembered an ocean, dark as a universe without stars-black with guilt, despair, rage, violence, self loathing. All I could see was his hand reaching out of the water; the rest of him was buried in a liquid Hell he couldn't escape

I could kill you with the ink pen by the cash register, a dirty glass, or a used napkin folded in the shape of a motherfucking swan. And don't think I wouldn't have enough time to do some origami, shove it down your goddamn throat and watch you choke on it before you could move.

cynical. As his latest biographer, I believe his life has a valuable contribution to make in this new millennium-it provides a sense of who we once were and who we might be again. He was a commanding presence in our American history, a man who helped shape the way we look at that history. It was he, in fact, who created the Wild West, in all its adventure, violence, and romance.

There are no dangerous weapons; there are only dangerous men.

Much to be preferred to boxing are fencing and revolver-practice, judo and study of poisons.

Human war has been the most successful of our cultural traditions.

We were born of risen apes, not fallen angels, and the apes were armed killers besides. And so what shall we wonder at? Our murders and massacres and missiles, and our irreconcilable regiments?

America's original sin was not the exclusion of people born outside the nation's borders from citizenship. It was the exclusion of many people who had lived here even before the start of the Republic—in particular, Native Americans and African Americans. For most of its existence, America found it relatively easy to assimilate foreigners, although there were periods of sharp and even violent tension.

Sabemos por numerosos estudios que jugar a videojuegos violentos incita de manera inmediata conductas antisociales.

The traditional American war movie treats war as episodic and unusual, but here the voice-overs by Train elevate such violence and destruction to permanent metaphysical status. This is another reason why the narrative framework of the genre is invoked only to be refused.

One must look hard through history to find when a clear understanding of the truth moved anyone to fire the first shot.

Rats!They fought the dogs and killed the cats,And bit the babies in the cradles,And ate the cheeses out of the vats,And licked the soup from the cooks' own ladles.

Carcasses bleed at the sight of the murderer.

Hinc quam sic calamus saevior ense, patet. The pen worse than the sword.

Hence it is clear how much more cruel the pen is than the sword.

The hotel balconies were mobbed. The beach was mobbed. A thousand heads and lenses swiveled in the same direction. Estimates later put the crowd in and around the Cape at nearly two million. According to police reports, more than a hundred wallets were lifted that night. There were two fatal stabbings, fifteen attempted assaults, and one premature labor. (The child, a four-pound girl, was delivered on a trestle table at the International House of Pancakes in Cocoa Beach.)

Violence is the great attractor of human history, Dr. Iverson. A force almost as irresistible as gravity.

Tweere sin to stain fair Venus' courts with blood

En un mundo dominado por las apariencias, en el que el valor está determinado por la presencia pública, el terrorismo puede ofrecer un espectacular atajo a la publicidad, y por eso los terroristas ajustan su violencia a los medios de información, particularmente a la televisión.

Courts are, unquestionably, the seats of politeness and good breeding; were they not so, they would be the seats of slaughter and desolation. Those who now smile upon and embrace, would affront and stab, each other, if manners did not interpose.... LORD CHESTERFIELD, 1694-1773

There was a time, in fact, I think the time of the first World War, when it could not have been said that war-inciting or war making was a crime in law, however reprehensible in morals. Of course, it was, under the law of all civilized peoples, a crime for one man with his bare knuckles to assault another. How did it come that multiplying this crime by a million, and adding fire arms to bare knuckles, made it a legally innocent act?

Violence crackled around him in the dry air, like static electricity

Oh, what a world we make, oppressor and oppressed. Our world-- this violent ghetto, slum of the spirit raging against itself. We hate kill destroy in the name of human good our killing and our hate destroy.

A community where everyone is a ruthless murderer, with handy access to death-dealing devices, is a very polite community.