Huey Long Quotes

I ended up injuring her with a knife I had on me. I can't really remember what happened.

We can and must turn this around. If you're going to kill someone just pull the trigger.

I was shot from the funny gun.

I got hit twice in the face, and that was not fun.

The suffering caused by the terrorists is the real torture.

The fact is, violence is not only not a beautiful thing, but it's also very painful and not without consequences for the perpetrator as well as the victim.

He hit me 18 times while I was in the act of falling.

Well, I don't throw things. This particular night I brought one from the floor so to speak, and he ended up getting a cut over his head, and the police came, took him to another side of the hotel, and that was like September 6, 1981.

Those who are beaten become beaters.

This man who was my father's age hit me hard on my head when I was 17. I started bleeding. I took out my sandal and hit his head hard, and he started to bleed, too.

On the 10th of September 1962, sixteen bullets was fired into the home of Mr. and Mrs. Robert Tucker for me.

I've been beat up pretty badly back in my day.

I don't want to get punched all my life.

We got victims out there that are getting shot four and five times, point blank range. That's not self-defense. You're not going to tell me that's self-defense.

The man running toward me is not a man, he is a boy. A shaggy-haired boy with a crease between his eyebrows. Will. Dull-eyed and mindless, but still Will. He stops running and mirrors me, his feet planted and his gun up. In an instant, I see his finger poised over the trigger and hear the bullet slide into the chamber, and I fire. My eyes squeezed shut. Can't breathe. The bullet hit him in the head. I know because that's where I aimed it.

One of the things that really got to me was talking to parents who had been burned out of their villages, had family members killed, and then when men showed up at the wells to get water, they were shot.

My friend told me I went over to this guy and he pulled a knife.

I was shot in the wrist when I was a kid. Deliberately.

The problem to me is violence. It's not cool to kill somebody or hurt people.

Violence is not funny.

You know, kicking people's butts with round-edged boots is good, but with pointy shoes, it's even better.

When you see me smash somebody's skull, you enjoy it.

This is a horrific day in Boston. My thoughts and prayers are with those who have been injured.

I am deeply saddened to hear that the man who murdered my brother, Michael Ensley, has been charged with murder again. I grieve for every family who has been victimized by this heinous individual. My prayers and love go out to the family of Demetra Doyle Heard during this trying time.

My luck is getting worse and worse. Last night, for instance, I was mugged by a quaker.