Quotes About Violence

While violence is necessary, it is not the only instrument for change. There are others just as good. But you must accept violence- you cannot begin to build until you have destroyed. You don't know love until you have hated.

But when a person commits suicide, he does not do violence only to himself; he inflicts death upon those whom he least considered would be so afflicted.

According to Francis, Narkis and Zoltar have been plotting against their dad." "He did name his boys Narkis and Zoltar." "Good point. I'd have shot him too.

We don't poison. We shoot, stab, cut, slice and dice, eviscerate, disembowel, and decapitate. Sometimes shoot and blow up our enemies. We've been known to bury our dead in the swamp. But we don't poison. Poison is wussy.

You hurt her and I'll skin you alive and feed your carcass to the wild boars in the swamps. You copy?

Eli met us there and handed me my bag of weapons, one hand holding Bruiser back. I left the men there, but my hearing was better than human, and I heard Eli say, "You hurt her and I'll skin you alive and feed your carcass to the wild boars in the swamps. You copy?" "I do. And I'll break your arm if you ever accost me again. Civilized discourse is acceptable. Your hand upon my person is not.

If this idiot didn't watch his tone, I'd save the orthodox the trouble and run him through with a sword myself.

My ears were mostly gone from the concussion of the explosives and shotguns,

Daddy gave me real useful information to protect me in the real world. If anyone hits me, I'm not to hit them back. I wait until their back is turned, then hit them in the head with a brick.

It didn't matter which side you were on. It was an empty, cavernous world in which young boys groped around in the dark, dreading the next step, which might be on a landmine or into a booby trap. It was a world of death. No one came out of it unscathed. It was a world with only one law: kill or be killed. [204]

She was pretty pissed at him." "Goddam fucking people," Decker muttered. "Stupid bitch. She looks the other way while he's out raping and beating up other women, but he kicks her precious poodle, and all of a sudden she decides he's a menace to society.

Kikes!" Macko spit. "I wouldn't fuck those pieces of shit if they was the last bitches on earth." Decker's eyes blurred for a split second. When they refocused, he realized his hand was on the butt of his .38.

A rape in Jewtown," Marge muttered. "I've always thought of the place as sacrosanct. Sort of like a convent. Who'd rape a nun?" "Who'd rape, period?" Decker said. "Good point.

La guerra suele poner en evidencia de manera brutal la sinrazón del sentido común.

Prima tuo padre, che odorava di garofano e non me lo sono goduta neanche tre anni. Poi tuo fratello. E ti pare giusto, è mai possibile che una cosa piccola come una pistola o un coltello possa finire un uomo che è un toro? Non smetterei mai di parlarne. Passano i mesi e la disperazione mi brucia gli occhi e su su fino alla punta dei capelli.

Yo no miré a nadie. Miré a tu padre y cuando lo mataron miré a la pared de enfrente.

tengo que escupir, tengo que escupir por no matar.

Con un coltello, un coltellino, in un giorno di festa, tra le due e le tre, si uccisero i due uomini dell'amore. Con un coltello, un coltellino che lo contiene una mano, ma che penetra sottile fra le carni stupite, e si ferma nel punto dove impigliata trema l'oscura radice del grido.

Fernando Aramburu

Asimismo escribí en contra del crimen perpetrado con excusa política, en nombre de una patria donde un puñado de gente armada, con el vergonzoso apoyo de un sector de la sociedad, decide quién pertenece a dicha patria y quién debe abandonarla o desaparecer. Escribí sin odio contra el lenguaje del odio y contra la desmemoria y el olvido tramado por quienes tratan de inventarse una historia al servicio de su proyecto y sus convicciones totalitarias

A los violentos les encantaría que todos participáramos en su juego. Así tendrían pruebas de esa guerra que solo existe en sus cabezas

Between 1964 and 1985, the military killed about 325 suspected leftists, while more than 1,500 were tortured, according to later estimates by Amnesty International.

Nada funciona aquí. Ni la ley del talión ni la ley de Cristo. La primera, porque el estado ni la aplica ni la deja aplicar: ni raja ni presta el hacha como mi difunta mamá. La segunda porque es intrínsecamente perversa. Cristo es el gran introductor de la impunidad y el desorden en el mundo. Cuando tú vuelves a Colombia la otra mejilla, de un segundo trancazo te acaban de desprender la retina. Y una vez que no ves, te cascan de una puñalada en el corazón.

Y quién va a acabar con las FARC? ¿Este hombrecito? Este culibajito no puede ni con su alma. Es más alto de estatura física que de la moral.