Quotes About Cruel

The world delivers its lessons in manners subtle or, if required, cruel and blunt, so that even the thickest of subjects will comprehend. Failing that, they die. For the smart ones, of course, incomprehension is inexcusable.

How could healing be so dark? She felt only evil around her, nothing healthy at all. It was bleak and cold and cruel. Heartless. This, she reflected miserably, was almost a reflection of herself.

The idea that squatting in some way offers a reasonable solution to the issue of homelessness is both false and cruel.

I'm a post-menopausal woman who's lived in a man's world for twenty years. A more cynical, cruel creature it's hard to find.

Jacinta knew from the start that this city was a woman, cruel and vain; she learned to fear her and never look her in the eye.

Men? Who knows. Nature is a mother, though a cruel one, and she leaves them silly at birth. But some of them aren't that bad.

I think when the president of the United States calls for military action, he should do it for a united people, especially when the methods have been so cruel, so explicitly directed at Americans.

The whole process of life is a process of deterioration in which everything—and this is the most cruel law—continually gets worse.

Well, these sad and hopeless obstacles are welcome in one sense, for they enable us to look with indifference upon the cruel satires that Fate loves to indulge in.

It is from the Bible that man has learned cruelty, rapine, and murder; for the belief of a cruel God makes a cruel man.

The puritanical conscience is the coldest and cruelest of all the self-flagellating consciences to bear, for it stamps the sweet abandon out of life entirely. .... The puritanical conscience, with its little grey bonnet tied under its chin....

As pastor and martyr Dietrich Bonhoeffer wrote, "Nothing is so cruel as the tenderness that consigns another to his sin. Nothing can be more compassionate than the severe rebuke that calls a brother back from the path of sin."[2] Those

Cruel, Clever Cat. Sally, having swallowed cheese, Directs down holes the scented breeze, Enticing thus with baited breath Nice mice to an untimely death.

Every persisting marriage is based on fear', said Peregrine. 'Fear is fundamental, you dig down in human nature and what's at the bottom? Mean spiteful cruel self-regarding fear, whether it makes you to put the foot in it or whether it makes you to cower...

And suddenly Vincent clearly realised what his subconsciousness had known for a long time. All the talks about God are just childish elusion, just a lie that calms a scared and lonely ordinary mortal in a dark and neverending night. There is no God. Sure as fate - there is no God. There is only chaos - dismal, painful, cruel, agonizing, blind, endless chaos.

He had the intellectual capacity of a louse, but shone in cooking up new ways to be cruel.

prettying you up for slaughter?" he suggests. "It's more complicated than that. I know them. They're not evil or cruel. They're not even smart. Hurting them, it's like hurting children. They don't see . . . I mean, they don't know . . ." I get knotted up in my words. "They don't know what, Katniss?" he says. "That tributes — who are the actual children involved

Soroi n'ti Mee, Love of my life... Soroe n'ti Mau, Friend of my heart... z'Mee kumin Tau, Join me in life... be nor ret n'Kahn, tizmar sae? Please stay, beyond the cruel dawn?

April is the cruellest month.

April is the cruellest month, breeding Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing Memory and desire, stirring Dull roots with spring rain. Winter kept us warm, covering Earth in forgetful snow, feeding A little life with dried tubers. Summer surprised us.

If religion had any effect on his character at all, it made him more cruel and hateful.

Cultural relevance can be a cruel mistress.

It seemed cruel for a day to dawn so fair and end so foul as this one promised to.

An old septon once claimed I was living proof of the goodness of the gods. (...) Why, if the gods were cruel, they would have made me my mother's firstborn, and Doran her third. I am a bloodthirsty man, you see. And it is me you must contend with now, not my patient, prudent, and gouty brother. -- Oberyn Martell