Edmund Burke Quotes

When God made man the devil was at his elbow. A creature that can do anything. Make a machine. And a machine to make the machine. And evil that can run itself a thousand years, no need to tend it.

The curse of me and my nation is that we always think things can be bettered by immediate action of some sort, any sort rather than no sort.

Of course, Alexander the Great was a hero, but why smash the chairs?

We have consciousness and rational powers but unless you're willing to spend the time to gain control of yourself, gain control of your emotions, to think deeply about what you want in a year or two, or where you want your business to be, you're going to be swept away by every new event that occurs in the course of the day or the week and the small amount of time that you plan, that you address to conscious planning, is never enough to overcome the constant tide of emotions and new things happening.

A man in a passion, rides a mad horse.

Fly from wrath; sad be the sights and bitter fruits of war; a thousand furies wait on wrathful swords.

The Hulk is rage personified, just, "I don't like something. Break it." And that's a great concept for a seven- or eight-year-old.

Evil is movement towards void.

Before I undertake a lengthy project, I have usually given much thought to it over a period of years. My files are filled with likely subjects - which perhaps, one day, I will develop.

I grew up in a family full of yellers. People screaming and chaos goin' on, I feel right at home in it. I've really worked on myself with anger management. I try to save that for the stage.

Harry," she said quietly, "I know you must be angry." I burn things to ash and smash holes in buildings when I'm angry," I said. "I'm a couple of steps past that point right now.

He's hell bent for destruction, he's afraid and confused, and his brain has been mismanaged with great skill.

We are all shot through with enough motives to make a massacre, any day of the week that we want to give them their head.

Peregrine Wickwrackrum was of two minds about evil: when enough rules get broken, sometimes there is good amid the carnage.

She went from angry to calm so fast that he wondered if she wasn’t the Ferrari of moms. Her top speed had to be .65 nanoseconds.’ (Nick)

A society composed of none but the wicked could not exist; it contains within itself the seeds of its own destruction, and without a flood, would be swept away from the earth by the deluge of its own iniquity.

Anger may bring extra energy, but it eclipses the best part of our brain: its rationality. The energy of anger is almost always unreliable.

The coming years will prove increasingly cynical and cruel. People will definitely not slip into oblivion while hugging each other. The final stages in the life of humanity will be marked by the monstrous war of all against all: the amount of suffering will be maximal.

You always overestimate what you can get done in a year and underestimate what you can get done in 10 years.

Demosthenes told Phocion, "The Athenians will kill you some day when they once are in a rage." "And you," said he, "if they are once in their senses."

[She] lost her patience, a thing she was all too prone to misplacing.

And Satan smiled, stretched out his hand, and said, "O War, of all the scourges of humanity, I crown you chief.

That night it felt that somehow by flicking them off the roof, the matches would burn down everything, the sparks from the tips of the flames, torching the world and all the heartbroken people in it.

O war! thou son of Hell!