Fighting Quotes - Page 5

You can't fight the whole world, and you can't keep fighting everyone in your own world. It's not about giving up, it's about letting go.

This world needs much more kissing and far less fighting.

If fighting for a cause and for one's right is an indication of aggressiveness then I am proud to be aggressive - you all are free to hate me.

Fight fire with fire.

He was painfully aware of the fact that he was in his underwear. Not the best situation in which to fight people.

What did you think was going to ensue when you chose Hagan's big ass to train me? That guy is wicked fierce and a total badass.

The hall erupted into punches, blows, and kicks. The dancing ended but the band played on. The older men escorted the women from the premises and so ended a bloody-good night.

In relationships, when a person gets angry, it is really just hurt in disguise.  So men, consider this the next time the woman you are with gets angry with you.  She is most likely just hurt and needs you to hold her and reassure her. 

When we neared the orchard a flock of birds lit from its outer rows. They hadn't been there long. The branches shook with their absent weight and the birds circled above in the riddy mackerel sky, where they made an artless semaphore. I was afraid, I smelled copper and cheap wine. The sun was up, but a half-moon hung low on the opposite horizon, cutting through the morning sky like a figure from a child's pull-tab book.We were lined along the ditch up to our ankles in a soupy muck. It all seemed in that moment to be the conclusion of a poorly designed experiment in inevitability. Everything was in its proper place, waiting for a pause in time, for the source of all momentum to be stilled, so that what remained would be nothing more than detritus to be tallied up. The world was paper-thin as far as I could tell. And the world was the orchard, and the orchard was what came next. But none of that was true. I was only afraid of dying.

Keep to the 'I-statements' and discuss your feelings, she lectured herself. I think, I feel. Don't be accusatory. Don't tell him that he is an insecure prick who should back off before you deck him. Instead, say, 'I feel you are acting like an insecure prick who should back off before I deck you.

Good,” said Creed. “I always like it when a captain has a plan; makes getting killed a lot less random.

If you keep fighting with yourself, you will have less energy to fight with life!

He'd fought hard, Lida told me, as if there was another way to fight.

Men broke into their homes, killed their families, threatened you--and you won't let them do anything for fear you'll be hurt. That's selfish. How would you like it if I took your bow and said I cared too much about you to let you fight?

You become a champion by fighting one more round.

War is over ... If you want it.

A friendship has no guidelines.

Valek was liquid in motion. As i watched him, one word came to mind: beautiful.

Peace ain't worth fighting for.

Civilize The Mind, But Make Savage The Body.

Too much time is wasted fighting one self and life itself. Peace and fulfilment emerge the moment you embrace both.

Go fuck yourself," I replied, always the lady. "I'm staying here.

I’m fighting my way into existence, and I will keep doing so until the end of time.

If you listen closely, silence can be deafening.

He that dare not die, dare scarce fight valiantly (475).

I am a beautiful thing, shaped for fighting.

You cannot defend human rights without fighting religious fanatics - regardless of one's own religious experience - it is unavoidable. Why? Because they are the ones who take issue with how other people live their lives instead of minding their own business.

I thought how wise he was to lure his rival out into the woods, where every fight's fair.

Some days I feel like I will die for them. Some days, with them.

If there's fighting to be done, you just to have to stand and fight. That has always been true. It was that way throughout the war. You have to be true to yourself- you can never be something you are not, and you can't fool yourself.

On the line beside Describe your family, I wrote, "Bad."What is your favorite subject in school? "None."List three of your favorite activities. "Soccer, ballet, and fighting."Two of those favorite activities were lies but one of them was the truth.I am fond of fighting.

There was no such thing as a fair fight. All vulnerabilities must be exploited.

When its back's against the wall, even positivity will come out fighting!

And I won 'em back fair and square. So what are you going to do about it? Want to fight? Who wants the first bloody nose?

The fight migjt be over but nobody wins if you both go home in body bags.

Don't fight to be right, but fight when you are right.

. . . most martial artists want to know how A technique is done, A seasoned Sensei will demonstrate why

We were fighting about nothing important while dreaming of the same things.

War means fighting, and fighting means killing.

It is easier to fight for one's principles than to live up to them.

I’ve learned to fall like the BJJ player, to protect the body through controlling the distribution of force by slapping the mat with hands open. With hands open. Hands open. Open. O Pen.

We as Christians are called to battle. The problem is, we don’t fight about the right things and we do fight about the wrong things. We aren’t getting in the battle that we should and so we fight over petty, insignificant things. Why? Because we are bored. We are soldiers created for fighting against the enemy, Satan, but instead we fight against each other.

Love was not enough to fight or I was not worth to fight.

Sometimes, situation may be uncomfortable but must endure.

Fighting for peace is not the solution,but loving for peace is the solution.

I’m afraid they’re not coming.” Abby said fearfully. “Our parents, our teachers – everyone! They’ve disappeared. That’s it. Lights out, Shelly. We’re on our own.

Everyone was important during the war. Everyone. We worked together and we won.

Cerise! Come and kiss me, you red haired harpy,” Izrayl bellowed. She smiled and moved to kiss his stubbly cheek. He held her tight and squeezed. “How goes it Old Dog,” Cerise said fondly to her temporary captor.“Still alive,” he grinned salaciously at her. “And still young enough to learn some new tricks if you are the one doing the teaching.”“Try it and I will neuter you,” Cerise threatened and tugged on his braid. “You dogs, all you think of is hunting, fighting and fucking.”“What else is there?” Izrayl growled in the back of his throat and raised an eyebrow at her suggestively.

If you decide to take somebody on, don’t look behind you, because there won’t be anybody there. You’ll be all alone.

So how you're gonna play this?" Trenton asked."Divide and conquer.""Divide what?""His head from the rest of his body."Trenton nodded quickly. "Good plan.

There is no pleasure in fighting a weak opponent

The silence is the worst part of any fight, because it's made up of all the things we wish we could say, if only we had the guts.

I hit him for every single thing that was wrong in my life and kicked him in a fierce fury of madness as he sobbed and covered his face and screamed. I hit him because Walter hit me and I hit him because I hated my life and I hit him because I just wanted to go home and I hit him because I didn’t know where home was.

Hey, bodyguard. You better get down to the gymnasium. This jumbo pixie guy is killing your sister." "Really?" said Butler, unconvinced. "Really. Juliet just does not seem to be herself. She can't put two moves together. It's pathetic, really. Everybody is betting against her." "I see," said Butler, straightening. Mulch held the door. "It's going to make things really interesting when you show up to help." Butler grinned. "I'm not coming to help. I just want to be there when she stops faking." "Ah," said Mulch, comprehension dawning on his face. "So I should switch my bet to Juliet?" "You certainly should" said Butler.

I can't lie. This—me and you—scares the shit out of me."I'd be worried if she weren't frightened. "Me too, but wouldn't you rather be scared together thanbe miserable apart? Because I know that's what I'd be without you.

Sometimes you can't fight. Sometimes, some things, you have to outlast.

Whoever fights monsters should see to it that in the process he does not become a monster. And if you gaze long enough into an abyss, the abyss will gaze back into you.

There's a moment in fighting when strength of muscle ain't everything because enemy has already given you enough energy to gain the victory.

Democrats see our voluntary military supported by taxpayer dollars as their personal Salvation Army. Self-interested behavior, such as deploying troops to serve the nation, is considered boorish in Manhattan salons.

When there is a grand cause to be won, he said, sometimes, there are unavoidable casualties. None of us are happy about that, but it’s a painful reality. He paused and added, We’ve all accepted our culpability…