The real violence, the violence that I realized was unforgivable, is the violence that we do to ourselves, when we’re too afraid to be who we really are.
People who get violent get that way because they can’t communicate.
If you pull that trigger, right, you pull that trigger for a f*****g honourable reason. Like an honourable man, not like some f*****g civilian that does not understand the wicked way of our world, mate.
In all the world, violent men are the easiest to deal with.
Of all the ways I’d kill you, poison would be the last.
Guns lack intimacy.
Violence makes violence, makes nothing much at all.
Violence is a disease. You don’t cure a disease by spreading it to more people.
I do the one thing that you can’t. You hit them and they get back up, I hit them and they stay down.
These violent delights have violent ends.[quoting Romeo and Juliet: Act 2, Scene 6]
There’s a beast in every man and it stirs when you put a sword in his hand.
At its heart, violence is almost always, in one way or another, personal.
