Edith Piaf Quotes

Anyone with a grain of sense would know that if I punched my wife I would rip her head off. It's all lies. I have never laid a finger on her.

It is the privilege of those who fear love to murder those who do not fear it!

Her violence frightened me. She always claimed that I was the jealous one, and I was often jealous, but when I saw things working against me I simply became disgusted and withdrew. Lydia was different. She reacted. She was the Head Cheerleader at the Game of Violence.

He lies right at you, you know you hate this game. He slaps you once in a while and you live and love in pain.

I don't think anybody should ever touch anybody in anger, ever.

We are effectively destroying ourselves by violence masquerading as love.

I've told Billy if I ever caught him cheating, I wouldn't kill him because I love his children and they need a dad. But I would beat him up. I know where all of his sports injuries are.

If I ever loved a woman, the more I loved her, the more I wanted to hurt her. Frida was only the most obvious victim of this disgusting trait.

Daddy loves you, but he smacks you, and he can shout at you and smash things, but Daddy still loves you. So when you get into a relationship with someone who does all of that, why would it be unusual?

Have I ever abused a woman? Never.

I like dealing with a peer so I can bully them. Because then, it's not bullying. It's just warfare.

Never underestimate the value of someone who can say, 'You make me sick.'

Since the beginning of time people have said mean things to each other in a fight, no matter what.

I change my phone number, and with my soul shrunken by terror, I make the decision never to see Pablo Escobar again in my life. Overnight, I have stopped loving him.

My sister's a bully.

Whoever said men hit harder when women are around, is right. Word for word, we beat the love out of each other.

Few people who are hit once by someone they love respond in the way they might to a singular physical assault by a stranger.

There was humiliations, cruelty, abuse, violence. And they were all the time trying to put to fight the prisoners one against the other, filling us with wrong information about the others or giving privileges to some so that the others would feel jealous and would react. And I could see how they were manipulating us.

I won’t snatch, harm, or scare to death people with you or use checking up on you as an excuse to cause trouble. You’re worse than my mother, Rachel.” “Mine, too,” Jenks muttered.

I know there are women, like my best friends, who would have gotten out of there the minute their boyfriend gave them a gun to hide. But I didn't. I got to admit the truth. It turned me on.

Men who have been raised violently have every reason to believe it is appropriate for them to control others through violence; they feel no compunction over being violent to women, children, and one another.

I accused a woman of doing something behind my back when I knew that she hadn't, just to see if she loved me.

Abuse is the means in which violence retards love.

Men are distinguished from women by their commitment to do violence rather than to be victimized by it.

You don't hurt 'em if you don't hit 'em.