Niko Kovac Quotes

No matter what I do, you're going to be upset by something.

I'll be honest, there's a part of me that does think I'm held to a different standard than my contemporaries and peers, and it's a little frustrating.

Simon drives me crazy. We are still arguing.

Where misunderstanding serves others as an advantage, one is helpless to make oneself understood.

Quarrels often arise in marriages when the bridal gifts are excessive.

Refs need to get over themselves.

Well, I don't want to say mad, but there was 'heated' exchanges back in the closing days of OVW when I said that I was running our own business there in OVW and they said, no, we are running their storage closet. They didn't actually say that, but that was how they treated it.

I hate being in boring fights. It frustrates me.

You can't just be letting certain people get away with certain things and not others.

No, Mom. I said fine." "It's just your tone." Ah, yes- the tone. The nasty traitor.

That I was not dueling with the king, but trying to communicate with him, was itself an incommunicable fact.

There's a new grievance every day to write about.

I'm right and you're wrong, I'm big and you're small, and there's nothing you can do about it.

The 1143-year-long war hand begun on false pretenses and only because the two races were unable to communicate. Once they could talk, the first question was 'Why did you start this thing?' and the answer was 'Me?

Violence arises not out of superfluity of power but out of powerlessness.

What occasions the greater part of the world's quarrels? Simply this: Two minds meet and do not understand each other in time enough to prevent any shock of surprise at the conduct of either party.

I know that when people pull apart, they usually employ misunderstanding as a weapon, deliberately getting hold of the stick's wrong end, impaling themselves on its point in order to prove the perfidy of the other.

I don't know whether to toss you through that window or shake your hand and say 'Well done'" Henry said in a tired voice.

galatea was a serious girl. she was pale and looked like tears all over. big ed passed his hand through his hair and said hello. she looked at him steadily. "where have you been? why did you do this to me?" and she gave dean a dirty look; she knew the score. dean paid absolutely no attention; what he wanted now was food; he asked jane if there was anything. the confusion began right there.

I think I get misinterpreted and misunderstood a lot.

You don't have to tell me everything right away, but I have to tell you everything right away? Can't you see how stupid that is?

Endless conflicts. Endless misunderstanding. All life is that. Great and little cannot understand one another.

I just want an opportunity. If you don’t like the audition, don’t hire me! But if you don’t want to even see me - that’s hurtful. And why? You know nothing about me!

I was just trying to get his attention!" the man protested at the top of his lungs. "If he'da listened, I wouldn'ta had to bash him.

If it's us", she whispered, "how come you get to decide?" When he didn't answer - couldn't answer - she turned and stared out the front window. As it turned out, they were still in the parking lot. They hadn't gotten anywhere at all.