Desmond Morris Quotes

I wouldn't mind someone lobbing hand grenades at me, but having to reset the timer on the video recorder puts me into a blood-spitting frenzy.

I was never the person to try and be the centre of attention or to talk a lot. I was always the person who, if you say something, I'd just punch you in your face. For real.

Where there is fear there is aggression.

My place, your place, slapped face, rat race.

If I even imagined someone talking to my husband too close, I would beat the crap out of them.

When a man carries an instrument of violence, he'll always find the justification to use it.

Much hostile and aggressive behaviour among animals is the expression of social insecurity.

Girl, don't make me put my foot in your ass.

Every punch was thrown with bad intentions.

I'm gonna have to start walking down the street and start hitting people in the head!

You are covered in blood," Tybalt said again, stressing the words harder this time. "It makes me tense." There was a thud as the guard hit the floor, and Tybalt returned to my side. "Wow. You must be tense a lot." He sighed. "You have no idea.

Gaming corrupts our disposition and teaches us a habit of hostility against all mankind.

Although under particular circumstances, the violence method - any method - can be justified, nevertheless once you commit violence, then counterviolence will be returned.

There are too many of us, he thought. There are billions of us and that's too many. Nobody knows anyone. Strangers come and violate you. Strangers come and cut your heart out. Strangers come and take your blood. Good God, who were those men? I never saw them before in my life!

A Mexican guy named Sam pushes Gary Frankel next to Isabel. "This guy can break your arm with one snap, asshole. Get out of my sight before I sic him on you," Sam says. Gary, who's wearing a coral shirt and white pants, growls to look tough. It doesn't work.

Destroy them later?" Cal offered, which was probably as close to friendly as he ever got.

I got reckless baby, put you in your place. Next time, maybe rearrange your face.

I have observed that whenever you try to hit somebody, there is a tendency for them to try to hit you back.

But instead of taking the cue to leave, Patch crossed to Scott in three steps. He flung him around to face the wall. Scott tried to get his bearings, but Patch slammed him against the wall again, disorienting him further. “Touch her,” he said in Scott’s ear, his voice low and threatening, “and it’ll be the biggest regret of your life.” Before leaving, Patch flicked his eyes once in my direction. “He’s not worth it.” He paused. “And neither am I.

When courtesy fails, be nasty, brutish, and short.

I just love to fight. I like to hurt people. I haven't lost that. I didn't lose it when I first got a bit of wealth and I haven't lost it now. The nature of my business is to hurt people.

I became the magnet for a lot of scary aggression. Cos it's scary Up North!

There was one field in which man was unsurpassed; he showed unlimited ingenuity in devising bigger and more efficient ways to kill off, enslave, harass, and in all ways make an unbearable nuisance of himself to himself.

There's just some kind of men you have to shoot before you can say hidy to 'em. Even then, they ain't worth the bullet it takes to shoot 'em.

My rule is: If you meet the weakest vessel, attack. If it is a vessel equal to yours, attack. And if it is stronger than yours, also attack.