Anne Campbell Quotes

Fighting with anybody is very dangerous because you become like your enemy.

Why, instead of bringing order - planting a tree, building a house, washing socks or reading a fairytale to a child - does one need to engage in doing nothing, then after a good booze, taking up a club and smashing everything?

All the world does as it is supposed to, except for humans. Maybe that's why you so often want to kill each other.

Most people are only too delighted to wreck each other's heads. And for the tiny minority who do their pathetic best not to, this world is going to go right ahead and make sure they do it anyway.

I don't like when I watch a fight in a movie that's perfectly worded and very articulate. If you were able to be that composed, you wouldn't be fighting! Fighting in real life is sloppy.

I think we might well ask: How does one destroy his enemy by becoming like him?

… morality ends where the gun begins.

Societies organized for the interplay of individual self-interest can collapse into manic tribalism, if not nihilistic violence.

I'd like to find whoever taught the Stump that extra work builds character and push him down the stairs," Neal told Kel at lunch.

Violence is never ever a choice that a man should make.

What is the matter with these people, these people who won't stop fighting, won't stop hurting each other...?

First, I'll kill the dog with kindness, and if that doesn't work, I'll just kill him.

I don't believe in anything. I'm just here for the violence.

Thy head is as full of quarrels as an egg is full of meat, and yet thy head hath been beaten as addle as an egg for quarrelling.

I'm getting better at avoiding this, but when something sets me off, I tend to punch first and then find out who I actually his later.

When war is raging the laws are dumb.

The world is in such a place of social unrest and there's so much violence.

The human failing I would most like to correct is aggression.

Men appear to prefer ruining one another's fortunes, and cutting each other's throats about a few paltry villages, to extending the grand means of human happiness.

The madness of mobs or the insolence of soldiers, or both, when too near to each other, occasion some mischief.

It seems to me that there are two great enemies of peace - fear and selfishness.

In my experience of fights and fighting, it is invariably the aggressor who keeps getting everything wrong.

Men in rage strike those that wish them best.

I believe the common denominator of the Universe is not harmony, but chaos, hostility and murder.

I'm not a pacifist. I think the suffering of innocent people can be a catalyst for moral action. But empathy puts too much weight on the scale in favor of war. Empathy can really lead to violence.