Quotes About Violence

Who shot him? I asked. The grey man scratched the back of his neck and said: Somebody with a gun.

A man lusts to become a god... and there is murder. Murder upon murder upon murder. Why is the world of men nothing but murder?

What we owe men is some freedom from their part in a murderous game in which they kick each other to death with one foot, bracing themselves on our various comfortable places with the other.

Skinny guys fight till they're burger.

You know, there's a word for big, strong men who attack women, and it's coward.

When the old men fight, the young people die.

Think about it. He drinks poison. What kind of man drinks poison? She is the one who stabs herself with his dagger. The manly way.

He had tattooed all of the names of the men he had killed on his body...unfortunately he had run out of room.

As a woman, you accept the situation, adapt to it, and do your best, whereas men would choose violence.

Whoever, to whatever purpose or extent, initiates the use of force, is a killer acting on the premise of death in a manner wider than murder: the premise of destroying man's capacity to live.

War so conspicuously benefits rich men and kills the poor ones.

Either man will abolish war, or war will abolish man.

How do you 'accidentally' kill a noble man in his own mansion?" "With a knife in the chest. Or, rather, a pair of knives in the chest.

They put a rifle in my hand, sent me off to a foreign land to go and kill the Yellow man.

Violence - look, we live in a violent world, man. This country was founded on violence. Who's kidding who?

You can always find somebody to beat up. This goes back to the schoolyard. Most men would think, Don't chum with girls. But I chummed with girls.

But men are less used to the idea of being raped than women are, and it strikes them with a fresh horror. With women, that horror comes right along with the female genitals.

In the mid nineteenth century, the typical murderer was a drunken illiterate; a hundred years later the typical murderer regards himself as a thinking man.

Americans live in a country where African-American young men are twenty-five times more likely to lose their lives at the hands of the police than their white counterparts.

One would think that man would run out of wars.

Wars raged everywhere as men found new, inventive ways to kill even more of their race. It was like a contest, the many tribes of mankind competing to see who could commit the worst atrocities.

War. What was it about the prospect of some bloody enterprises that reduced men to the level of animals?

People, man, they love hurting people. It's not even fair.

I once saw Arnold Schwarzenegger kill a man in a movie by grabbing his head and twisting it until the neck broke. Was that difficult? Could a man do it without a lot of practice?