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Quotes About Violence

John was up beside him and slashed out, the bottle smashing across the side of the man's head, shattering.
~ William R. Forstchen
There is a corner in every human heart made to be filled with hatred, fear, and violence. It is our common curse.
~ Unknown
Men in rage strike those that wish them best.
~ William Shakespeare
Cry havoc and let slip the dogs of war!
~ William Shakespeare
Blood will have blood.
~ William Shakespeare
Vengeance is in my heart, death in my hand, Blood and revenge are hammering in my head
~ William Shakespeare
O God, that I were a man! I would eat his heart in the marketplace.
~ William Shakespeare
What, you egg? [stabs him]
~ William Shakespeare
O, pardon me, thou bleeding piece of earth, / That I am meek and gentle with these butchers!
~ William Shakespeare
Bloody thou art, bloody will be thy end; Shame serves thy life and doth thy death attend.
~ William Shakespeare
thou art the best o' the cut-throats
~ William Shakespeare
Let me have war, say I: it exceeds peace as far as day does night; it's spritely, waking, audible, and full of vent. Peace is a very apoplexy, lethargy; mulled, deaf, sleepy, insensible; a getter of more bastard children than war's a destroyer of men.
~ William Shakespeare
Los placeres violentos poseen finales violentos y tienen en su triunfo su propia muerte, del mismo modo en que se consumen el fuego y la pólvora en un beso voraz.
~ William Shakespeare
What, you egg? / [He stabs him.]
~ William Shakespeare
I am not yet of Percy's mind, the Hotspur of the North; he that kills me some six or seven dozen of Scots as a breakfast, washes his hands, and says to his wife, 'Fie upon this quiet life! I want work.
~ William Shakespeare
It will have blood they say - blood will have blood.
~ William Shakespeare
There is Throats to be cut, and Works to be done.
~ William Shakespeare
I'll beat thee, but I should infect my hands.
~ William Shakespeare
The near in blood, The nearer bloody.
~ William Shakespeare
We do it wrong, being so majestical, To offer it the show of violence, For it is as the air, invulnerable, And our vain blows malicious mockery.
~ William Shakespeare
Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean.
~ William Shakespeare
O, were mine eyeballs into bullets turn'd, That I in rage might shoot them at your faces!
~ William Shakespeare
Zwounds, ye fat paunch, an ye call me a coward, by the Lord, I'll stab thee.
~ William Shakespeare
I would, while it was smiling in my face, Have plucked my nipple from his boneless gums And dashed the brains out, had I so sworn as you Have done to this.
~ William Shakespeare