Emotional Warfare Quotes

A man's greatest battles are the ones he fights within himself.

Love is a battlefield.

To live is - to war with trolls In the holds of the heart and mind

There is a battle that goes on between men and women. Many people call it love.

It is youth that has discovered love as a weapon.

Marriage has become a battlefield where two persons are fighting for supremacy. Of course, the man has his own way: rough and more primitive. The woman has her own way: feminine, softer, a little more civilized, more subdued. But the situation is the same. Now psychologists are talking about marriage as an intimate enmity. And that's what it has proved to be. Two enemies are living together pretending to be in love, expecting the other to give love; and the same is being expected by the other. Nobody is ready to give - nobody has it. How can you give love if you don't have it?

A woman would never make a nuclear bomb. They would never make a weapon that kills - no, no. They'd make a weapon that makes you feel bad for a while.

Love's Pestilence, and her slow dogs of war.

Oh! too convincing--dangerously dear-- In woman's eye the unanswerable tear! That weapon of her weakness she can wield, To save, subdue--at once her spear and shield.

The mind and heart is the field upon which war is waged within us. If we can stop that internal fear-based battle, then those outside of us will be affected as well.

And by golly, love sure was a battlefield. Benatar was right about that.

Blind hate against the enemy creates a forceful impulse that cracks the boundaries of natural human limitations, transforming the soldier in an effective, selective and cold killing machine. A people without hate cannot triumph against the adversary.

I love the idea of playing a good guy who's fighting his own demons.

Loves a battlefield it's not a one night stand.

I possess no weapon but love. With that I have come to do battle. Help me!

You are my hand grenade, my artillery fire. You have replaced my heart with yourself.

All's fair in love and war," said Ron brightly, "and this is a bit of both.

His heart, the war. Her face, the battlefield.

When I turn the thought around - the thought that war, let's say war in Iraq, should stop - the turnaround is the war in myself should stop.

Anybody can act violently - there is nothing to it; but not every person is able to destroy his enemy with words.

Love is like war; easy to begin, hard to end.

It's emotional warfare telling the people we love, the most, the truth about ourselves.

The warfare between the unaroused male and female is constant and ferocious. Each blames the other for his loss of soul.