Rick Riordan Quotes

Elizabeth sheathed her sword, knelt behind him, and strangled him to death with his own large bowel.

Nobody ever invented a polite word for a killing yet.

I killed a Spaniard with my own hand, like a jackrabbit.

You give us the mission, we can get ‘em. We’ll rout ’em out. When we’re through with them, they will have flies walking across their eyeballs.

What is war but murder and theft committed by great numbers on great numbers?

War! When I but think of this word, I feel bewildered, as though they were speaking to me of sorcery, of the Inquisition, of a distant, finished, abominable, monstrous, unnatural thing. When they speak to us of cannibals, we smile proudly, as we proclaim our superiority to these savages. Who are the real savages? Those who struggle in order to eat those whom they vanquish, or those who struggle merely to kill?

It is not a war. It is murder.

War is murder writ large.

The truth, of course, is that the only necessary and sufficient condition for human beings to murder one another is the simple fact of being human.

Religions number in their ledgers more murders than the bloodiest tyrannies account for

.d U. S. Army;, Do not receive overtures of peace or submission ... kill every male Indian over twelve years of age.

We shot them like dogs.

The soldiers, being moved and much stirred with the loss of their fellows that were slain, and desirous of revenge, made request, or rather pressed to have the killing of them, which they did all …. There were slain that came out of the castle … 200… They be occupied still in killing, and have slain that they have found hidden in the caves and in the cliffs of the sea to the number of 300 to 400 more.

Who said to kill does not require gentleness?

We must not be surprised when we hear of murders, killings, of wars, or of hatred...If a mother can kill her own child, what is left but for us to kill each other?

As soon as she hit the door we start blastin', I saw her brains hit the floor, raw laughin'.

Killing is not so easy as the innocent believe.

War is cruelty, and you cannot refine it.

We don't call war hell because it is fought without restraint. It is more nearly right to say that, when certain restraints are passed, the hellishness of war drives us to break with every remaining restraint in order to win. Here is the ultimate tyranny: those who resist aggression are forced to imitate, and perhaps even to exceed, the brutality of the aggressor.

the function of militarism is to kill. It cannot live except through murder.

It's nothing personal, but I'm going to kill this guy

A state always calls itself fatherland when it is ready for murder.

Unless a nation's life faces peril, war is murder.

War is cruelty. There is no use trying to reform it. The crueler it is, the sooner it will be over.

War is not civilized.