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Congratulations. You have survived the war. Now live with the trauma.

Courage wasn't only fighting your circumstances; sometimes making peace with your circumstances required more courage.

Darkness is my friend, and my biggest enemy" Temporary dark and deep

Defeat is in the mind, if you think you have been defeated then you have lost, but if you believe they have won just one battle in the war, then you are the one who is truly ahead. Never give up, never give in, that is the way to win the war.

Defeating the enemy through deception with little loss of life is better than fighting face-to-face with the loss of many lives on both sides.

Democracy is a brawl settled in advance by counting heads.

Do not fight with your brother. There are things that God expects us to fight for, true. But string is not one of them. Do you understand?

Do not go into battle without an armed mind" RjS

Don't go thinking you can bounce me all over the ground just because I look like somebody's grandmother," the woman said dryly. "Some grandchildren need more raising than others, and I supply it," she grinned, showing very white teeth. -- Esa Bell, Shang Wildcat

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

Don't waste your time fighting yourself, others or life when it's love you're after.

Don’t say to yourself, ‘Everyone argues!’ to justify and normalise your fighting, when the most natural thing is to love.

Durante centenares de miles de años, el hombre luchó para abrirse un lugar en la naturaleza. Por primera vez en la historia de nuestra especie, la situación se ha invertido y hoy es indispensable hacerle un lugar a la naturaleza en el mundo del hombre.

Do you know what I think?" Marcone said. "You think we should shoot Nicodemus in the back at the first opportunity and let Michael dismember him." "Yes." I drew my gun. "Okay.

Eby wanted to say so much to her. She wanted to say that waking up is the most important part of grieving, that so many women in their family failed to do it, and she was proud of Kate for fighting her way back. But Eby didn't say anything. She could fix a lot of things, but family wasn't one of them. It was one of the hardest things she'd ever had to come to terms with.

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

Fighting does not make you a hero. Love does.

Every warrior walks, lives and sleeps with an armed mind" RjS

Everywhere the same madness: people fighting and crying out for their own destruction.

Father Hobbe, his cassock skirts hitched up to his waist, was fighting with a quarterstaff, ramming the pole into French faces. ‘In the name of the Father,’ he shouted, and a Frenchman reeled back with a pulped eye, ‘and of the Son,’ Father Hobbe snarled as he broke a man’s nose, ‘and of the Holy Ghost!

Fear never leaves you. It just adapts to you. And that’s the meaning of strengthening a warrior spirit from within, as you can’t fight all your battles with the same weapons.

Fight fire with fire.

Fighting corruption will only be effective when we attack its real cause: the materialism that distorts our virtues.

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

Fighting physically signifies spiritual weakness.

Fighting you's the only reward I want,' I said, 'for saving your life.

Fighting is easier than loving, just as giving in to anger is easier than self-control.

Fighting makes you strong, but also callous. I worry I have learned too much of the latter and not enough of the former.

Fighting external monsters is easy in comparison to how we fight those within us.

Fighting for your convictions is important. But finding peace is paramount. Knowing when to fight and when to seek peace is wisdom.

Fighting is never good. But sometimes necessary.

Fighting is the last option but can’t rule it out as an option

Fighting makes us feel alive, until it kills us. If it doesn’t kill us, the pain of sitting alone with ourselves, quietly, under constant assault by our own thoughts and memories of war can easily be enough to make us wish we’d died in battle instead.

Fighting and writing’s deepest layers of beauty lie not only in the physical and mental realms of what we know, but also as an incognizable instinct, a realm we will never fully know but will forever feel.

Fights begin and end with handshakes.

Flowers and jewelry worked for most girls as a romantic gesture, but here I was, misty-eyed at watching him show my mother how to stab the shit out of him.

Fighting is less effective than doing nothing.

Fighting is not a man thing, it's a human thing.

Frustration in a fight can lead to four things: You give up, you fight harder, you fight worse, or you cheat.

For a chic and an honorable full victory, you must make your own fight and win your own battle entirely by yourself! Try to refuse any help to get a pure victory, a victory which belongs merely to yourself!

Gleave roared. Sav cursed. Hen ran in circles and elf charged.

Grand Mage,” Ghastly said, as he put the map away, “did you know the sparrow flies south for the winter?” “What an odd thing to say,” Ravel said, and as he turned, he snapped his palm against the air and Paloma slammed into the wall.” …..“What do you know,” Ravel said, breathing a little faster, “Skulduggery’s silly little code actually works.” “Grand Mage,” Ghastly said, as he put the map away, “did you know the sparrow flies south for the winter?” “What an odd thing to say,” Ravel said, and as he turned, he snapped his palm against the air and Paloma slammed into the wall.” …..“What do you know,” Ravel said, breathing a little faster, “Skulduggery’s silly little code actually works.

God be with you.' 'Thanks, but I think, in battle, I prefer Satan’s company.

Growing up, I always had a soldier mentality. As a kid I wanted to be a soldier, a fighter pilot, a covert agent, professions that require a great deal of bravery and risk and putting oneself in grave danger in order to complete the mission. Even though I did not become all those things, and unless my predisposition, in its youngest years, already had me leaning towards them, the interest that was there still shaped my philosophies. To this day I honor risk and sacrifice for the good of others - my views on life and love are heavily influenced by this.

Great idea," I said. "Call the police. Call the fucking police.

Have you ever taken time to think about the commoners who are slaughtered in wars? Any war! Those who didn’t want the war, those who couldn’t say no, even those who have no voice. Why would another man have the power to declare war on behalf of anyone? Why should people be made to die by the mere fact that someone somewhere decides that the answer to a problem is war? Call me a coward, but war is not an answer to any question.

Halfhearted or insincere apologies are often worse than not apologizing at all because recipients find them insulting. If you've done something wrong in your dealings with another person, it's as if there's an infection in your relationship. A good apology is like an antibiotic; a bad apology is like rubbing salt I the wound.

have you killed me, false thief?

He kicked my ass, but he also treated me like a person and not just some girl.

He grabbed me with both hands and began pushing me backward. I lost my balance. The ledge was at an angle, and it was covered with loose gravel. I was less than a foot from the edge. It was at that very moment that the clouds parted. The September sun burst through. The entire world was illuminated. Time shattered into moments. I could see for a hundred miles in every direction. I could see mountain peeks and pristine lakes. And I could somehow feel as well as see the never-ending drop that toyed with me, ruffling my hair, pulling at my back, one step behind me.