There’s always a need for violence.
The instinct of violence curls inside us like a parasite, waiting for a chance to feed on our rage and multiply until it bursts out of us.
My life’s been a circle of violence and degradation long as I can remember. I’m ready to tie it off.
In my experience, a history of previous violence is the best predictor for future violence for someone whether they are mentally disordered or not. And Paul Spector is a violent sexual sadist.
I choose violence.
Violence is the last refuge of the incompetent.
Violence is never the answer. Compassion, persistence, love. That is what changes the world.
Violence is in us all. The Way of the Leaf isn’t about denying that. It’s about accepting it.
Violence is a funny thing. You know, it’s not so much the physical pain that victims can remember. It’s the feelings around it. The fear.
Those who renounce violence usually know its evil only too well.
There’s violence to knowing the world isn’t what you thought.
There are always options other than violence.
