It was just him and me. He fought with honor. If it werent for his honor he and the others would have beaten me together. They might have killed me then. His sense of honor saved my life. I didnt fight with honor … I fought to win.
Fight one more round. When your feet are so tired that you have to shuffle back to the center of the ring fight one more round. When your arms are so tired that you can hardly lift your hands to come on guard fight one more round. When your nose is bleeding and your eyes are black and you are so tired that you wish that your opponent would crack you one on the jaw and put you to sleep fight one more round remembering that the man who always fights one more round is never whipped.
To be nobody-but-yourself in a world which is doing its best night and day to make you everybody else means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight; and never stop fighting.
The trouble with fighting for human freedom is that one spends most of ones time defending scoundrels. For it is against scoundrels that oppressive laws are first aimed and oppression must be stopped at the beginning if it is to be stopped at all.
The adversary she found herself forced to fight was not worth matching or beating; it was not a superior ability which she would have found honour in challenging; it was ineptitude a grey spread of cotton that seemed soft and shapeless that could offer no resistance to anything or anybody yet managed to be a barrier in her way. She stood disarmed before the riddle of what made this possible she could find no answer.
We shall fight for a universal dominion of right by such a concert of free peoples as shall bring peace and safety to all nations and make the world itself at last free.
There are more pleasant things to do than beat up people.
For those that fly may fight again Which he can never do that s slain.
I like a man who grins when he fights.
Our business in the field of fight Is not to question but to prove our might.
The man that runs away Lives to die another day.
We dont want to fight but by jingo if we do Weve got the ships weve got the men weve got the money too.
Do not hit at all if it can be avoided but never hit softly.
Hey you cant fight in here! This is the war room!
I give the fight up: let there be an end A privacy an obscure nook for me. I want to be forgotten even by God.
It was just him and me. He fought with honor. If it werent for his honor he and the others would have beaten me together. They might have killed me then. His sense of honor saved my life. I didnt fight with honor … I fought to win.
Well if crime fighters fight crime and fire fighters fight fire what do freedom fighters fight? They never mention that part to us do they?
Fight one more round. When your feet are so tired that you have to shuffle back to the center of the ring fight one more round. When your arms are so tired that you can hardly lift your hands to come on guard fight one more round. When your nose is bleeding and your eyes are black and you are so tired that you wish that your opponent would crack you one on the jaw and put you to sleep fight one more round remembering that the man who always fights one more round is never whipped.
To be nobody-but-yourself in a world which is doing its best night and day to make you everybody else means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight; and never stop fighting.
Dont fight forces; use them.
I propose to fight it out on this line if it takes all summer.
There are more self-marred people in the world than there are self-made.
There are more fools in the world than there are people.
Sometimes its worse to win a fight than to lose.
The trouble with fighting for human freedom is that one spends most of ones time defending scoundrels. For it is against scoundrels that oppressive laws are first aimed and oppression must be stopped at the beginning if it is to be stopped at all.
Never fight an inanimate object.’08-02-2010
Gentlemen you can?t fight in here! This is the war room.
We shake papers at each other the way primitive tribes shake spears.
It is the fight alone that pleases us not the victory.
The adversary she found herself forced to fight was not worth matching or beating; it was not a superior ability which she would have found honour in challenging; it was ineptitude a grey spread of cotton that seemed soft and shapeless that could offer no resistance to anything or anybody yet managed to be a barrier in her way. She stood disarmed before the riddle of what made this possible she could find no answer.
There is nothing I love as much as a good fight.
You may have to fight a battle more than once to win it.
Thrusting my nose firmly between his teeth I threw him heavily to the ground on top of me.
We shall fight for a universal dominion of right by such a concert of free peoples as shall bring peace and safety to all nations and make the world itself at last free.