Duel Quotes

Authors: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z
Categories: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z
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youre-going-to-show-up-to-duel-in-street-wearing-come-fk-me-heels-bats-2015-fred-barnett
i-would-prefer-sword-to-fight-duel-but-pen-to-plan-war-robert-thier
we-turned-at-dozen-paces-for-love-is-duel-looked-at-each-other-for-last-time-jack-kerouac
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the-study-beauty-is-duel-in-which-artist-cries-out-in-terror-before-being-vanquished-charles-baudelaire
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to-know-brainis-equivalent-to-ascertaining-material-course-thought-will-to-discovering-intimate-history-life-in-its-perpetual-duel-with-external-santiago-ramon-y-cajal
there-is-not-single-celebrated-southern-name-in-any-departments-human-industry-except-those-war-assassination-lynching-murder-duel-repudiation-mark-twain
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i-believe-that-duel-between-christianity-atheism-is-most-important-in-world-i-further-believe-that-struggle-between-individualism-collectivism-is-same-struggle-reproduced-on-anot
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i-love-to-be-in-ballpark-i-love-to-just-go-in-enjoy-great-baseball-game-great-pitchers-duel-magic-johnson
I'm going to tell you something once and then whether you die is strictly up to you, " Westley said, lying pleasantly on the bed. "What I'm going to tell you is this: drop your sword, and if you do, then I will leave with this baggage here"-he glanced at Buttercup-"and you will be tied up but not fatally, and will be free to go about your business. And if you choose to fight, well, then, we will not both leave alive." You are only alive now because you said 'to the pain.' I want that phrase explained." My pleasure. To the pain means this: if we duel and you win, death for me. If we duel and I win, life for you. But life on my terms. The first thing you lose will be your feet. Below the ankle. You will have stumps available to use within six months. Then your hands, at the wrists. They heal somewhat quicker. Five months is a fair average. Next your nose. No smell of dawn for you. Followed by your tongue. Deeply cut away. Not even a stump left. And then your left eye-" And then my right eye, and then my ears, and shall we get on with it?" the Prince said. Wrong!" Westley's voice rang across the room. "Your ears you keep, so that every shriek of every child shall be yours to cherish-every babe that weeps in fear at your approach, every woman that cries 'Dear God, what is that thing?' will reverberate forever with your perfect ears. That is what 'to the pain' means. It means that I leave you in anguish, in humiliation, in freakish misery until you can stand it no more; so there you have it, pig, there you know, you miserable vomitous mass, and I say this now, and live or die, it's up to you: Drop your sword!" The sword crashed to the floor.

William Goldman
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little-things-about-pilgrims-surprised-me-for-instance-fact-that-first-duel-in-america-was-fought-at-plymouth-by-two-teenaged-boys-over-girl-the-life-pilgrims-led-in-holland-befo
duel-worthy-general-if-you-want-to-fight-fight-with-me-one-to-one-man-to-man-method-man-f-raekwon
the-monster-i-kill-every-day-is-monster-realism-the-monster-who-attacks-me-every-day-is-destruction-out-duel-comes-transformation-i-turn-destruction-into-creation-over-over-again
if-i-moved-he-moved-if-i-stopped-he-stopped-it-was-duel
Edward genially enough did not disagree with what I said, but he didn't seem to admit my point, either. I wanted to press him harder so I veered close enough to the ad hominem to point out that his life-the life of the mind, the life of the book collector and music lover and indeed of the gallery-goer, appreciator of the feminine and occasional boulevardier-would become simply unlivable and unthinkable in an Islamic republic. Again, he could accede politely to my point but carry on somehow as if nothing had been conceded. I came slowly to realize that with Edward, too, I was keeping two sets of books. We agreed on things like the first Palestinian intifadah, another event that took the Western press completely off guard, and we collaborated on a book of essays that asserted and defended Palestinian rights. This was in the now hard-to-remember time when all official recognition was withheld from the PLO. Together we debated Professor Bernard Lewis and Leon Wieseltier at a once-celebrated conference of the Middle East Studies Association in Cambridge in 1986, tossing and goring them somewhat in a duel over academic 'objectivity' in the wider discipline. But even then I was indistinctly aware that Edward didn't feel himself quite at liberty to say certain things, while at the same time feeling rather too much obliged to say certain other things. A low point was an almost uncritical profile of Yasser Arafat that he contributed to Interview magazine in the late 1980s.

Christopher Hitchens
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Already the people murmur that I am your enemy because they say that in verse I give the world your me. They lie, Julia de Burgos. They lie, Julia de Burgos. Who rises in my verses is not your voice. It is my voice because you are the dressing and the essence is me; and the most profound abyss is spread between us. You are the cold doll of social lies, and me, the virile starburst of the human truth. You, honey of courtesan hypocrisies; not me; in all my poems I undress my heart. You are like your world, selfish; not me who gambles everything betting on what I am. You are only the ponderous lady very lady; not me; I am life, strength, woman. You belong to your husband, your master; not me; I belong to nobody, or all, because to all, to all I give myself in my clean feeling and in my thought. You curl your hair and paint yourself; not me; the wind curls my hair, the sun paints me. You are a housewife, resigned, submissive, tied to the prejudices of men; not me; unbridled, I am a runaway Rocinante snorting horizons of God's justice. You in yourself have no say; everyone governs you; your husband, your parents, your family, the priest, the dressmaker, the theatre, the dance hall, the auto, the fine furnishings, the feast, champagne, heaven and hell, and the social, "what will they say." Not in me, in me only my heart governs, only my thought; who governs in me is me. You, flower of aristocracy; and me, flower of the people. You in you have everything and you owe it to everyone, while me, my nothing I owe to nobody. You nailed to the static ancestral dividend, and me, a one in the numerical social divider, we are the duel to death who fatally approaches. When the multitudes run rioting leaving behind ashes of burned injustices, and with the torch of the seven virtues, the multitudes run after the seven sins, against you and against everything unjust and inhuman, I will be in their midst with the torch in my hand.

Julia de Burgos Jack Age¼ero Translator
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Dickinson left the rostrum to applause, loud shouts of approval. Franklin was surprised, looked toward Adams, who returned the look, shook his head. The chamber was dismissed, and Franklin pushed himself slowly up out of the chair. He began to struggle a bit, pain in both knees, the stiffness holding him tightly, felt a hand under his arm. 'Allow me, sir.' Adams helped him up, commenting as he did so, 'We have a substantial lack of backbone in this room, I'm afraid.' Franklin looked past him, saw Dickinson standing close behind, staring angrily at Adams, reacting to his words. 'Mr. Dickinson, a fine speech, sir, ' said Franklin. Adams seemed suddenly embarrassed, did not look behind him, nodded quickly to Franklin, moved away toward the entrance. Franklin saw Dickinson following Adams, began to follow himself. My God, let's not have a duel. He slipped through the crowd of delegates, making polite acknowledgments left and right, still keeping his eye on Dickinson. The man was gone now, following Adams out of the hall. Franklin reached the door, could see them both, heard the taller man call out, saw Adams turn, a look of surprise. Franklin moved closer, heard Adams say, 'My apologies for my indiscreet remark, sir. However, I am certain you are aware of my sentiments.' Dickinson seemed to explode in Adams' face. 'What is the reason, Mr. Adams, that you New England men oppose our measures of reconciliation? Why do you hold so tightly to this determined opposition to petitioning the king?' Franklin heard other men gathering behind him, filling the entranceway, Dickinson's volume drawing them. He could see Adams glancing at them and then saying, 'Mr. Dickinson, this is not an appropriate time... ' 'Mr. Adams, can you not respond? Do you not desire an end to talk of war?' Adams seemed struck by Dickinson's words, looked at him for a long moment. 'Mr. Dickinson, if you believe that all that has fallen upon us is merely talk, I have no response. There is no hope of avoiding a war, sir, because the war has already begun. Your king and his army have seen to that. Please, excuse me, sir.' Adams began to walk away, and Franklin could see Dickinson look back at the growing crowd behind him, saw a strange desperation in the man's expression, and Dickinson shouted toward Adams, 'There is no sin in hope!

Jeff Shaara
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Aesop Rock
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