Quotes About Violence

In the dream he could see Burt Wesson bearing down on him. He could see the gleeful, almost giddy violence in Burt's face as he drew closer and closer. In the dream, Myron had plenty of time to step out of harm's way. Too much time really. But in this dream—as in many—Myron could not move. His legs would not respond, his feet mired in thick, dream-world quicksand while the inevitable approached. But

That cuckoo saved your life once," Myron said. "Yeah, but you remember how," she countered. Myron did. A dark alley. Win's doctored bullets. Brain matter tossed about like parade confetti. Classic Win. Effective but excessive. Like squashing a bug with a wrecking ball. Esperanza

You can beat me up, but don't touch my hair, I will kill you!

I don't think anybody should ever touch anybody in anger, ever.

Jamaica's a country of great dichotomy. On the one hand you have a tourist industry with great beaches and resorts, but on the other you have such great poverty and the violence that goes along with that.

Martial arts in general were not made for a tournament, for points system. Martial arts were made to defend yourself in the street fight situation, not to score points.

There was a minor burst of macho nuttiness after 'Jaws' came out, in which people would go off in shark tournaments and come back holding the bloody heads of these animals and say, 'Look what I did.' But they've been doing that for hundreds of thousands of years anyway.

Poor Andy Nave was killed. He refused to surrender and was shot by Dick Fields. I felt sorry as he used to be quite friendly towards me before the war, but it could not be helped.

The reason bin Laden staggered the planes going into the towers was so every camera would be focused on the second tower when the plane hit. It was not only the murder, but the perpetual image of the horror that permeated into people's consciousness.

Stockton is a great fight town because if you drive long enough on some of these roads, you'll probably see a pretty good street fight.

The town caught fire in several places, shells crashed and burst, and solid shot rained like hail.

Who can sit back as our towns and cities are torn apart by violence and be content with the status quo?

For black and Asian people of my generation, the England team and the cross of St George were once ingredients in a toxic broth. For decades, a minority of England fans brought the nation and the national team into disrepute, bringing violence both to foreign streets and immigrant communities at home.

As a peace activist, I am dismayed by the encouragement of aggressiveness and violence by television, movies, and war toys.

Interesting form of murder we come up with: Assassination. We assassinate people who've told us to live together in harmony and try to love one another. Apparently we are not ready to live together.

Camera and eye are together a time machine with which the mind and human being can do the same kind of violence to time and space as dreams.

It's impossible for 30 million black people to be violent against 170 million - we need a mental revolution, unity in coming together, and not physical.

Sooner or later, jihadist-style terror and WMD are going to come together and the consequences could be horrendous.

Travel the world, learn other languages, demand liberty, despise violence, read books, and keep a dictionary nearby.

My grandfather did not travel across 4,000 miles of the Atlantic Ocean to see this country overrun by immigrants. He did it because he killed a man back in Ireland.

People are easily shocked when their routine is disrupted and their ease of travel is restricted. We are dealing with a complete new face of terrorism - killing for the sake of killing.

I have no respect for gangs today. None. They just drive by and shoot people. At least in the old days like in West Side Story the gangs used to dance with each other.

One can lynch a person without a rope or tree.

The storm that bends the birch trees Is held to be violent But how about the storm That bends the backs of the roadworkers?