While I understand the passions and the anger that arise over the death of Michael Brown, giving into that anger by looting or carrying guns, and even attacking the police, only serves to raise tensions and stir chaos.

In war, you win or lose, live or die – and the difference is just an eyelash.

You must not fear death, my lads; defy him, and you drive him into the enemy’s ranks.

America… just a nation of two hundred million used car salesmen with all the money we need to buy guns and no qualms about killing anybody else in the world who tries to make us uncomfortable.

Shrinking away from death is something unhealthy and abnormal which robs the second half of life of its purpose.

Men are never really willing to die except for the sake of freedom: therefore they do not believe in dying completely.

Chaos is a friend of mine.

When you go to your local police officer, your police chief in the town you live in, big or small, he will tell you the vast majority of the weapons recovered at a crime scene are either stolen weapons, and/or they have been ‚lost‘ or stolen.

I have spent the greater part of my life in a hotel room with seven or eight kids, looking after everyone, sorting out fights, wiping noses, handing out towels, not having a clean towel left for me.

At one time, I was very angry. I even treated fashion like a kind of crusade: you were either with us or against us, that kind of feeling. Now I know we need ideas, not kicking down a door.

Football (soccer) is a matter of life and death, except more important.

Nothing in life is promised except death.

If you can feel that Mother Earth is in you, and you are Mother Earth, then you are not any longer afraid to die because the earth is not dying. Like a wave appears and disappears and appears again.

Comedy isn’t necessarily all dialogue. Think of Buster Keaton: the poker face and all this chaos going on all around him. Sometimes it’s a question of timing, of the proper rhythm.

Peoples do not defy repression and death, nor do they remain for nights on end protesting energetically, just because of merely formal matters.

Our nature consists in motion; complete rest is death.

Maleficent has suffered abuse in the past, and there’s a reason why she is now as furious as she is. And I think that children who have been outcast and abused in any way will relate to her. There’s a beautiful side to her; she’s not just a dark person. She has all these facets. And that is interesting.

The assumption is that your personal life has to be a mess to create, but how much chaos can you allow in before it takes over?

The policemen or soldiers are only a gun in the establishments hand. They make the racist secure in his racism.

So many people live with anger and unforgiveness, and many of them are Christians.

War is war. The only good human being is a dead one.

Every once in a while, I get mad. ‚The Lorax‘ came out of my being angry. The ecology books I’d read were dull… In ‚The Lorax,‘ I was out to attack what I think are evil things and let the chips fall where they might.

Death is not the worst that can happen to men.

Without health life is not life; it is only a state of langour and suffering – an image of death.

When they set off for their first day at their new school, I will never forget that winter morning as I watched our girls, just 7 and 10 years old, pile into those black SUVs with all those big men with guns.

It is natural to die as to be born.

As men are not able to fight against death, misery, ignorance, they have taken it into their heads, in order to be happy, not to think of them at all.

Words can be said in bitterness and anger, and often there seems to be an element of truth in the nastiness. And words don’t go away, they just echo around.

Justice is expensive in America. There are no Free Passes… You might want to remember this, the next time you get careless and blow off a few Parking Tickets. They will come back to haunt you the next time you see a Cop car in your rear-view mirror.

A large part of mankind is angry not with the sins, but with the sinners.

Anger and intolerance are the enemies of correct understanding.

The next time someone tells you we can trim the budget by cutting aid, I hope you will ask whether it will come at the cost of more people dying.

All that seems indispensible in stating the account between the dead and the living, is to see that the debts against the latter do not exceed the advances made by the former.

There’s something about death that is comforting. The thought that you could die tomorrow frees you to appreciate your life now.

I’ve looked that old scoundrel death in the eye many times but this time I think he has me on the ropes.

Bullfighting is the only art in which the artist is in danger of death and in which the degree of brilliance in the performance is left to the fighter’s honor.

It is foolish and wrong to mourn the men who died. Rather we should thank God that such men lived.

Every parting gives a foretaste of death, every reunion a hint of the resurrection.

I don’t want to achieve immortality through my work. I want to achieve it through not dying.

I’m not concerned about all hell breaking loose, but that a PART of hell will break loose… it’ll be much harder to detect.

I joyfully hasten to meet death. If it come before I have had opportunity to develop all my artistic faculties, it will come, my hard fate notwithstanding, too soon, and I should probably wish it later – yet even then I shall be happy, for will it not deliver me from a state of endless suffering?

I am become death, the destroyer of worlds.

I think in the ’70s that there was a general feeling of chaos, a feeling that the idea of the ’60s as ‚ideal‘ was a misnomer. Nothing seemed ideal anymore. Everything seemed in-between.

Anger makes dull men witty, but it keeps them poor.

When good Americans die they go to Paris.

Chaos often breeds life, when order breeds habit.

The true face of smoking is disease, death and horror – not the glamour and sophistication the pushers in the tobacco industry try to portray.

Do not meddle in the affairs of Wizards, for they are subtle and quick to anger.

A hustler has to deal with danger and risk. It’s part of the game. You cannot control it all, nor would you want to. Chaos, unknown factors are not something to be anxious about.

To study history means submitting to chaos and nevertheless retaining faith in order and meaning.

Death is nothing, but to live defeated and inglorious is to die daily.

Well, all comedy starts with anger. You get angry, and its never for a good reason, right? You know its not a good reason. And then you try and work it from there.

Any change is resisted because bureaucrats have a vested interest in the chaos in which they exist.

No one was more shocked or angry than I was when we didn’t find the weapons. I had a sickening feeling every time I thought about it. I still do.

In every parting there is an image of death.

My fear was not of death itself, but a death without meaning.

What an encouraging thought that Jesus – our beloved Husband – can find comfort in our lowly feeble gifts! Can this be, for it seems far too good to be true? May we then be willing to endure trials or even death itself if through these hardships we are assisted in bringing gladness to Immanuel’s heart.

Political chaos is connected with the decay of language… one can probably bring about some improvement by starting at the verbal end.

I don’t believe in death, neither in flesh nor in spirit.

A useless life is an early death.

A squirrel dying in front of your house may be more relevant to your interests right now than people dying in Africa.