Quotes About Violence

Charlie Carpenter rang Lily Sheehan's bell, and when she opened the door he gave her a blue rose. This stands for dying, for death. My daddy met the man who grew them, and when the man tried to run away my daddy shot him in the back.

But the fact that highly secular nations and states fare so well compared to religious nations and states, and the fact that many nations have seen violent crime and other social pathologies decrease over time as secularity has simultaneously increased, does prove that morality clearly doesn't hinge upon the existence of God, or require belief in God.

Dog Soldier Raid at New Scandinavia—1869

Another frame of reference which might help him would be the Doctrine of Original Sin. I wonder if he has ever heard of it. We are all doomed to commit acts of cruelty or violence or evil; that is our destiny, due to ancient factors. Our karma.

about the German boy's throat and tried to strangle him and to stop another dreadful cry. The second officer made haste. He thrust his revolver close to the

But the next time you hear a story like the one that ran on the front page of The New York Times in October of 1997, reporting on "the ageold animosity between the Tutsi and Hutu ethnic groups," remember that until Mbonyumutwa's beating lit the spark in 1959 there had never been systematic political violence recorded between Hutus and Tutsis—anywhere.

A popular slogan claims that "guns don't kill people, people kill people." The intent is no doubt to suggest that if "people" were deprived of guns, they would find some other means of killing each other—that what matters is the intent, not the type of weapon. What is missing from this argument is that without a gun, the capacity to kill may be greatly diminished. One wag suggested, "Guns don't kill people, they just make it real easy.

Fish cannot carry guns.

I mean, knowing people, people are terrified of the unknown and they want to just kill the unknown.

Eierkopf. Egghead. Because the big double-domed empty heads break so easily . . . in the street brawls.

You know the old brownshirt term for people who spin philosophy? Eierkopf. Egghead. Because the big double-domed empty heads break so easily . . . in the street brawls.

No weapon has ever been frightful enough to put a stop to war - perhaps because we never before had any that thought for themselves.

Human beings had invented war, invented and manufactured the weapons, even invented the players, the fighters, the actors of the war. But they themselves could not venture forth, could not wage it themselves.

Kill the Spartan runners," I said. Furiously, Kirsten lashed at me, "Is that one of your Berkeley educated remarks?

Yava? cinayetler vard?r, h?zl? cinayetler vard?r...Beden cinayetleri vard?r, ak?l cinayetleri vard?r. U?ursuz okullar?n?zda i?ledikleriniz gibi...

and vast ugly teeth strove to crunch him, crunch him with avid relish.

She was shot dead, in cold blood, he said bitterly. I could see we were in for a long night. I got out my cigarettes.

arrows flew down like rain, straight rods of rain tipped with death.

Slit my skull open. Know what it'll be like? Like slitting open the guts of a great white shark. Stuff'll come out like you wouldn't fucking believe.

It's so heartbreaking, violence, when it's in a house-like seeing the clothes in a tree after an explosion. You may be prepared to see death but not the clothes in the tree.

The daughter who transports him out of the longed-for American pastoral and into everything that is its antithesis and its enemy, into the fury, the violence, and the desperation of the counterpastoral—into the indigenous American berserk.

Mamma, don't you see -- you shouldn't hit me. He shouldn't hit me. You shouldn't hit me about God, Mamma. You should never hit anybody about God . . . .

Ma, you want to see physical violence done to the Jews of Newark, go to the office of the plastic surgeon where the girls get their noses fixed. That's where the Jewish blood flows in Essex County, that's where the blow is delivered—with a mallet! To their bones—and to their pride!

They" are violent. "They" are dangerous. And "we" are innocent.