“the flames are silent,Peace is violent,Tears are frozen’cause massacre was chosen.~~ 26/11– Mumbai terror attack memories”

“When my trust was suspended from the fragile thread of justice and in the whole city they were chopping up my heart’s lanterns when they would blindfold me with the dark handkerchief of Law and from my anxious temples of desire fountains of blood would squirt out when my life had become nothing nothing but the tic-tac of a clock, I discovered I must must must love, insanely.”

“The people who burned witches at the stake never for one moment thought of their act as violence; rather they thought of it as an act of divinely mandated righteousness. The same can be said of most of the violence humans have ever committed.”

“I had a romance novel inside me, but I paid three sailors to beat it out of me with steel pipes.”

“I forgive you,” I said. I said what I had to. I would die by pieces to save myself from real death.”

“Now, your Honor, I have spoken about the [Civil] war. I believed in it. I don’t know whether I was crazy or not. Sometimes I think perhaps I was. I approved of it; I joined in the general cry of madness and despair. I urged men to fight. I was safe because I was too old to go. I was like the rest. What did they do? Right or wrong, justifiable or unjustifiable — which I need not discuss today — it changed the world. For four long years the civilized world was engaged in killing men. Christian against Christian, barbarian uniting with Christians to kill Christians; anything to kill. It was taught in every school, aye in the Sunday schools. The little children played at war. The toddling children on the street. Do you suppose this world has ever been the same since? How long, your Honor, will it take for the world to get back the humane emotions that were slowly growing before the war? How long will it take the calloused hearts of men before the scars of hatred and cruelty shall be removed?We read of killing one hundred thousand men in a day. We read about it and we rejoiced in it — if it was the other fellows who were killed. We were fed on flesh and drank blood. Even down to the prattling babe. I need not tell you how many upright, honorable young boys have come into this court charged with murder, some saved and some sent to their death, boys who fought in this war and learned to place a cheap value on human life. You know it and I know it. These boys were brought up in it. The tales of death were in their homes, their playgrounds, their schools; they were in the newspapers that they read; it was a part of the common frenzy — what was a life? It was nothing. It was the least sacred thing in existence and these boys were trained to this cruelty.”

“They have the guns, we have the poets. Therefore, we will win.”

“To lovers out there…We men been trash for too long that being a trash is a normal behavior. That is why when ladies say we are trash we don’t see it because to some of us it has been a normal life or relationship in our society. We have been raised to discipline women. To show our strength and power to them. We don’t see beating someone we date as an abuse , but we see it as a discipline. Its not discipline but what it does is it gives us more power and it install fear to them, so that we get authority and control over them.Real man don’t abuse women. Real man walks away when the women is ill-discipline and is not worth it.”

“Women are secretive about the bad things that happen in their lives and that’s what kills the society. They always want to be seen good, successful and happy.”

“Real man don’t abuse women. Real man walks away when the women is ill-discipline and is not worth it.”

“Our age not only does not have a very sharp eye for the almost imperceptible intrusions of grace, it no longer has much feeling for the nature of the violences which precede and follow them.”

“Politics: the art of using euphemisms, lies, emotionalism and fear-mongering to dupe average people into accepting–or even demanding–their own enslavement.”

“If it’s natural to kill, how come men have to go into training to learn how?”

“In a world gushing blood day and night, you never stop mopping up pain.”