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Although they were the Christian church in Corinth, an inordinate amount of Corinth was yet in them, emerging in a number of attitudes and behaviors that required radical surgery without killing the patient. This is what 1 Corinthians attempts to do.

Gordon D. Fee

It's a metaphor, see: You put the killing thing right between your teeth, but you don't give it the power to do its killing.

John Green

Now, tell me which is the greater deed, raising a dead man or killing a giant?” “The answer is self-evident,” responded Don Quixote. “It is greater to raise a dead man.

Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra

What brought us together was a love of nature, or, more specifically, of catching things and unintentionally killing them.

David Sedaris

We were killing ourselves by trying to stay alive.

Tahereh Mafi

Lies need a great deal of killing.

Proverb.

The ancient Spartan custom of killing weak-bodied children is not much crueller than that of propagating weak-minded ones.

_Jean Paul._

~Anarchy.~--The choking, sweltering, deadly, and killing rule of no rule; the consecration of cupidity and braying of folly, and dim stupidity and baseness, in most of the affairs of men. Slop-shirts attainable three-half-pence cheaper by the ruin of living bodies and immortal souls.--_Carlyle._

Maturin M. Ballou     Pearls of Thought

Families are messy. Immortal families are eternally messy. Sometimes the best we can do is to remind each other that we're related for better or for worse...and try to keep the maiming and killing to a minimum.

Rick Riordan

They all think I’m killing myself at this pace, but what they don’t understand is that I’m living at a peak of clarity and beauty I never knew existed. Every part of me is attuned to the work. I soak it up into my pores during the day, and at night—in the moments before I pass off into sleep—ideas explode into my head like fireworks. There is no greater joy than the burst of solution to a problem.

Daniel Keyes

Just as to prohibit shouting fire in a crowded theater is a reasonable limitation on our universally appealing constitutional right to freedom of speech, the American people and their elected political representatives should debate whether to prohibit and punish speech that advocates violence against persons or groups engaging in non-violent speech and non-violent activities. The advocacy of violence against the non-violent ignites the passions of the “mad dogs” in every society and turns them loose against champions of new ideas intended to advance Peace, Prosperity and Freedom through Justice for all members of human society. The free and open marketplace for reasoned debate cannot function in an orderly way when invaded by suicide bombers or those who incite violence and killing of non-violent advocates of change. Ignoring such hate-mongering is a formula for spreading fear of free speech throughout society, leaving the pursuit of Truth, Love and Justice to those willing to martyr themselves for their commitment to the advance of civilization. What prompted a mentally unstable person like Jared Lee Loughner to shoot Rep. Gabielle Giffords, or John Hinckley, Jr. to shot Ronald Reagan? Who helped from afar to “pull the trigger” in the assassinations of John F. Kennedy, Martin Luther King, Jr., Medgar Evers and other champions of justice throughout human history? To what extent was the preaching of religious and ideological extremists responsible for 9/11 and for the killing of thousands of innocent people by hate-filled suicide bombers? How can the War of Ideas be won if the advocacy of violence against the non-violent is not suppressed as a social cancer threatening the sacred marketplace of free and open debate? [Message on signing Move-On petition on Jan. 11, 2011.]

Kurland, Norman G.

>Killing time isn't as difficult as it sounds. I can shoot a hundred numbers through the chest and watch them bleed decimal points in the palm of my hand.

Tahereh Mafi

The term "just war" contains an internal contradiction. War is inherently unjust, and the great challenge of our time is how to deal with evil, tyranny, and oppression without killing huge numbers of people.

Howard Zinn

This is the state of man: to-day he puts forth / The tender leaves of hopes; to-morrow blossoms, / And bears his blushing honours thick upon him; / The third day comes a frost, a killing frost; / And when he thinks, good easy man, full surely / His greatness is a-ripening, nips his root, / And then he falls, as I do.

_Hen. VIII._, iii. 2.

He has a killing tongue and a quiet sword, by the means whereof 'a breaks words and keeps whole weapons.

_Hen. V._, iii. 2.

There are causes worth dying for, but none worth killing for.

Albert Camus

Civilization is a stream with banks. The stream is sometimes filled with blood from people killing, stealing, shouting and doing the things historians usually record, while on the banks, unnoticed, people build homes, make love, raise children, sing songs, write poetry and even whittle statues. The story of civilization is what happened on the banks.

Will Durant

Immoritur studiis, et amore senescit habendi=--He is killing himself with his efforts, and in his greed of gain is becoming an old man.

Horace.

Guidance counselors always love to say, 'Just think positively,' but that's impossible when you have this thing inside of you, strangling every ounce of happiness you can muster. My body is an efficient happy-though-killing machine.

Jasmine Warga

War may sometimes be a necessary evil. But no matter how necessary, it is always an evil, never a good. We will not learn how to live together in peace by killing each other's children.

Jimmy Carter (born 1 October 1924

Fighting wars is not so much about killing people as it is about finding things out. The more you know, the more likely you are to win a battle.

Tom Clancy

Death, so far as one can see, strikes at random, killing the man whom he hits, and leaving the man whom he misses to old age and decrepitude.

John Wortabet     Arabian Wisdom

Monsters remain human beings. In fact, to reduce them to a subhuman level is to exonerate them of their acts of terrorism and mass murder — just as animals are not deemed morally responsible for killing. Insisting on the humanity of terrorists is, in fact, critical to maintaining their profound responsibility for the evil they commit. And, if they are human, then they must necessarily not be treated in an inhuman fashion. You cannot lower the moral baseline of a terrorist to the subhuman without betraying a fundamental value.

Andrew Sullivan

Someone should have the right to choose Mexican or Chinese food for dinner, or where to live, or what kind of car to drive. Of course we are pro-choice on these and thousands of other things. But we aren’t pro-choice about rape. And we aren’t pro-choice about burglary. We aren’t pro-choice about kidnapping children. So why should we be pro-choice about killing them?

David Platt

I'm killing time while I wait for life to shower me with meaning and happiness.

Bill Watterson

Men with guns have never put me at ease no matter how many times they promised they were killing for good reason.

Tahereh Mafi

_Perseus, King of Macedon._--Paulus Emilius reproached Perseus for not killing himself.

Blaise Pascal     The Thoughts of Blaise Pascal

I am constantly torn between killing myself and killing everyone around me.

David Levithan

It's no use killing nettles to grow docks.

Proverb.

Farewell! a long farewell, to all my greatness! This is the state of man: to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hopes; to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him; The third day comes a frost, a killing frost, And when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a-ripening, nips his root, And then he falls, as I do. I have ventured, Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This many summers in a sea of glory, But far beyond my depth: my high-blown pride At length broke under me and now has left me, Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must forever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye: I feel my heart new opened. O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours! There is betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have: And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again.

WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE. 1564-1616.     _King Henry VIII. Act iii. Sc. 2._

Extreme justice is an extreme injury: for we ought not to approve of those terrible laws that make the smallest offences capital, nor of that opinion of the Stoics that makes all crimes equal; as if there were no difference to be made between the killing a man and the taking his purse, between which, if we examine things impartially, there is no likeness nor proportion.

Thomas More

Farewell, a long farewell to all my greatness! / This is the state of man: to-day he puts forth / The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, / And bears his blushing honours thick upon him: / The third day comes a frost, a killing frost: / And when he thinks, good easy man, full surely / His greatness is a-ripening, nips his root / And then he falls, as I do.

_Hen. VIII._, iii. 2.

The world of today has achieved much, but for all its declared love for humanity, it has based itself far more on hatred and violence than on the virtues that make one human. War is the negation of truth and humanity. War may be unavoidable sometimes, but its progeny are terrible to contemplate. Not mere killing, for man must die, but the deliberate and persistent propagation of hatred and falsehood, which gradually become the normal habits of the people. It is dangerous and harmful to be guided in our life's course by hatreds and aversions, for they are wasteful of energy and limit and twist the mind and prevent it from perceiving truth.

Jawaharlal Nehru

War of any kind is abhorrent. Remember that since the end of World War II, over 40 million people have been killed by conventional weapons. So, if we should succeed in averting nuclear war, we must not let ourselves be sold the alternative of conventional weapons for killing our fellow men. We must cure ourselves of the habit of war.

Patrick White

Suppose a man puts himself at a window to see the passers by. If I pass I cannot say that he stood there to see me, for he does not think of me in particular. Nor does any one who loves another on account of beauty really love that person, for the small-pox, which kills beauty without killing the person, will cause the loss of love. Nor does one who loves me for my judgment, my memory, love me, myself, for I may lose those qualities without losing my identity. Where then is this 'I' if it reside not in the body nor in the soul, and how love the body or the soul, except for the qualities which do not make '_me_,' since they are perishable? For it is not possible and it would be unjust to love the soul of a person in the abstract, and whatever qualities might be therein. So then we do not love a person, but only qualities. We should not then sneer at those who are honoured on account of rank and office, for we love no one save for borrowed qualities.

Blaise Pascal     The Thoughts of Blaise Pascal

A man can live and be healthy without killing animals for food; therefore, if he eats meat, he participates in taking animal life merely for the sake of his appetite. And to act so is immoral.

Lev Nikolaevich (Leo) Tolstoy

>Killing is wrong.

        -- Losira, "That Which Survives", stardate unknown

Fortune Cookie

<netgod> my client has been owned severely

<netgod> this guy got root, ran packet sniffers, installed .rhosts and

     backdoors, put a whole new dir in called /lib/"   ", which has a

     full suite of smurfing and killing tools

<netgod> the only mistake was not deleting the logfiles

<netgod> question is how was root hacked, and that i couldnt tell u

<netgod> it is, of course, not a debian box

* netgod notes the debian box is the only one left untouched by the hacker

        -- wonder why

Fortune Cookie

Lessness:

    A philosophy whereby one reconciles oneself with diminishing

expectations of material wealth: "I've given up wanting to make a

>killing or be a bigshot.  I just want to find happiness and maybe open

up a little roadside cafe in Idaho."

        -- Douglas Coupland, "Generation X: Tales for an Accelerated

           Culture"

Fortune Cookie

If the automobile had followed the same development as the computer, a

Rolls-Royce would today cost $100, get a million miles per per gallon,

and explode once a year killing everyone inside.

        -- Robert Cringely, InfoWorld

Fortune Cookie

    "Well, it's garish, ugly, and derelicts have used it for a toilet.

The rides are dilapidated to the point of being lethal, and could easily

maim or kill innocent little children."

    "Oh, so you don't like it?"

    "Don't like it?  I'm CRAZY for it."

        -- The Killing Joke

Fortune Cookie

Rap music is just computerised crap. I listen to Top of the Pops and after

three songs I feel like killing someone.

        -- George Harrison

Fortune Cookie

There are more ways of killing a cat than choking her with cream.

Fortune Cookie

>Killing turkeys causes winter.

Fortune Cookie

>Killing is stupid; useless!

        -- McCoy, "A Private Little War", stardate 4211.8

Fortune Cookie

    "We have the right to survive!"

    "Not by killing others."

        -- Deela and Kirk, "Wink of An Eye", stardate 5710.5

Fortune Cookie

Though I respect that a lot

I'd be fired if that were my job

After killing Jason off and

Countless screaming argonauts

Bluebird of friendliness

Like guardian angels it's

Always near

Blue canary in the outlet by the light switch

Who watches over you

Make a little birdhouse in your soul

Not to put too fine a point on it

Say I'm the only bee in your bonnet

Make a little birdhouse in your soul

        -- "Birdhouse in your Soul", They Might Be Giants

Fortune Cookie

Some of you ... may have decided that, this year, you're going to celebrate

it the old-fashioned way, with your family sitting around stringing

cranberries and exchanging humble, handmade gifts, like on "The Waltons".

Well, you can forget it.  If everybody pulled that kind of subversive stunt,

the economy would collapse overnight.  The government would have to

intervene: it would form a cabinet-level Department of Holiday Gift-Giving,

which would spend billions and billions of tax dollars to buy Barbie dolls

and electronic games, which it would drop on the populace from Air Force

jets, killing and maiming thousands.  So, for the good of the nation, you

should go along with the Holiday Program.  This means you should get a large

sum of money and go to a mall.

        -- Dave Barry, "Christmas Shopping: A Survivor's Guide"

Fortune Cookie

I thought my people would grow tired of killing.  But you were right,

they see it is easier than trading.  And it has its pleasures.  I feel

it myself.  Like the hunt, but with richer rewards.

        -- Apella, "A Private Little War", stardate 4211.8

Fortune Cookie

Latin is a language,

As dead as can be.

First it killed the Romans,

And now it's killing me.

Fortune Cookie

"Tell me now, what game have you been up to? Have you been fighting with some one? In the tavern again, as before? Have you been beating that captain again?" Pyotr Ilyitch asked him reproachfully. "Whom have you been beating now ... or killing, perhaps?"

Fyodor Dostoyevsky     The Brothers Karamazov

"Then, you, too, will be punished, for you did not do your duty as a priest--you should have prevented Benedetto from killing me."

Alexandre Dumas, Pere     The Count of Monte Cristo

2:16. And might reconcile both to God in one body by the cross, killing the enmities in himself.

THE EPISTLE OF ST. PAUL TO THE EPHESIANS     NEW TESTAMENT

When he returned to the room Pierre was sitting in the same place as before, with his head in his hands. His face expressed suffering. He really was suffering at that moment. When the captain went out and he was left alone, suddenly he came to himself and realized the position he was in. It was not that Moscow had been taken or that the happy conquerors were masters in it and were patronizing him. Painful as that was it was not that which tormented Pierre at the moment. He was tormented by the consciousness of his own weakness. The few glasses of wine he had drunk and the conversation with this good-natured man had destroyed the mood of concentrated gloom in which he had spent the last few days and which was essential for the execution of his design. The pistol, dagger, and peasant coat were ready. Napoleon was to enter the town next day. Pierre still considered that it would be a useful and worthy action to slay the evildoer, but now he felt that he would not do it. He did not know why, but he felt a foreboding that he would not carry out his intention. He struggled against the confession of his weakness but dimly felt that he could not overcome it and that his former gloomy frame of mind, concerning vengeance, killing, and self- sacrifice, had been dispersed like dust by contact with the first man he met.

Leo Tolstoy     War and Peace

"Why, the position of assistants. The society need not be secret if the government allows it. Not merely is it not hostile to government, but it is a society of true conservatives--a society of gentlemen in the full meaning of that word. It is only to prevent some Pugachev or other from killing my children and yours, and Arakcheev from sending me off to some Military Settlement. We join hands only for the public welfare and the general safety."

Leo Tolstoy     War and Peace

But mark: aloft there, at the three mast heads, stand three men intent on spying out more whales, which, if caught, infallibly will again soil the old oaken furniture, and drop at least one small grease-spot somewhere. Yes; and many is the time, when, after the severest uninterrupted labors, which know no night; continuing straight through for ninety-six hours; when from the boat, where they have swelled their wrists with all day rowing on the Line,--they only step to the deck to carry vast chains, and heave the heavy windlass, and cut and slash, yea, and in their very sweatings to be smoked and burned anew by the combined fires of the equatorial sun and the equatorial try-works; when, on the heel of all this, they have finally bestirred themselves to cleanse the ship, and make a spotless dairy room of it; many is the time the poor fellows, just buttoning the necks of their clean frocks, are startled by the cry of "There she blows!" and away they fly to fight another whale, and go through the whole weary thing again. Oh! my friends, but this is man-killing! Yet this is life. For hardly have we mortals by long toilings extracted from this world's vast bulk its small but valuable sperm; and then, with weary patience, cleansed ourselves from its defilements, and learned to live here in clean tabernacles of the soul; hardly is this done, when--THERE SHE BLOWS!--the ghost is spouted up, and away we sail to fight some other world, and go through young life's old routine again.

Herman Melville     Moby Dick; or The Whale

4:2. Cursing, and lying, and killing, and theft, and adultery, have overflowed, and blood hath touched blood.

THE PROPHECY OF OSEE     OLD TESTAMENT

"Formerly," I answered, "because you did not love me; now, I reply, because you almost hate me. If I were to marry you, you would kill me. You are killing me now."

Charlotte Bronte     Jane Eyre

"What's the use of the counsel? I told him all about it. He's a soft, city-bred rogue--a Bernard! But he doesn't believe me--not a bit of it. Only imagine, he believes I did it. I see it. 'In that case,' I asked him, 'why have you come to defend me?' Hang them all! They've got a doctor down, too, want to prove I'm mad. I won't have that! Katerina Ivanovna wants to do her 'duty' to the end, whatever the strain!" Mitya smiled bitterly. "The cat! Hard-hearted creature! She knows that I said of her at Mokroe that she was a woman of 'great wrath.' They repeated it. Yes, the facts against me have grown numerous as the sands of the sea. Grigory sticks to his point. Grigory's honest, but a fool. Many people are honest because they are fools: that's Rakitin's idea. Grigory's my enemy. And there are some people who are better as foes than friends. I mean Katerina Ivanovna. I am afraid, oh, I am afraid she will tell how she bowed to the ground after that four thousand. She'll pay it back to the last farthing. I don't want her sacrifice; they'll put me to shame at the trial. I wonder how I can stand it. Go to her, Alyosha, ask her not to speak of that in the court, can't you? But damn it all, it doesn't matter! I shall get through somehow. I don't pity her. It's her own doing. She deserves what she gets. I shall have my own story to tell, Alexey." He smiled bitterly again. "Only ... only Grusha, Grusha! Good Lord! Why should she have such suffering to bear?" he exclaimed suddenly, with tears. "Grusha's killing me; the thought of her's killing me, killing me. She was with me just now...."

Fyodor Dostoyevsky     The Brothers Karamazov

"_I should kill you_--_I am killing you_? Your words are such as ought not to be used: violent, unfeminine, and untrue. They betray an unfortunate state of mind: they merit severe reproof: they would seem inexcusable, but that it is the duty of man to forgive his fellow even until seventy-and-seven times."

Charlotte Bronte     Jane Eyre

How hast thou dared, impudent, to oppose My will? Bow-practised as thou art, the task To match my force were difficult to thee. Is it, because by ordinance of Jove Thou art a lioness to womankind, Killing them at thy pleasure? Ah beware-- Far easier is it, on the mountain-heights To slay wild beasts and chase the roving hind, Than to conflict with mightier than ourselves. But, if thou wish a lesson on that theme, Approach--thou shalt be taught with good effect How far my force in combat passes thine.

BOOK XXI.     The Iliad by Homer

"That evening," continued Bertuccio, "I could have killed the procureur, but as I was not sufficiently acquainted with the neighborhood, I was fearful of not killing him on the spot, and that if his cries were overheard I might be taken; so I put it off until the next occasion, and in order that nothing should escape me, I took a chamber looking into the street bordered by the wall of the garden. Three days after, about seven o'clock in the evening, I saw a servant on horseback leave the house at full gallop, and take the road to Sevres. I concluded that he was going to Versailles, and I was not deceived. Three hours later, the man returned covered with dust, his errand was performed, and two minutes after, another man on foot, muffled in a mantle, opened the little door of the garden, which he closed after him. I descended rapidly; although I had not seen Villefort's face, I recognized him by the beating of my heart. I crossed the street, and stopped at a post placed at the angle of the wall, and by means of which I had once before looked into the garden. This time I did not content myself with looking, but I took my knife out of my pocket, felt that the point was sharp, and sprang over the wall. My first care was to run to the door; he had left the key in it, taking the simple precaution of turning it twice in the lock. Nothing, then, preventing my escape by this means, I examined the grounds. The garden was long and narrow; a stretch of smooth turf extended down the middle, and at the corners were clumps of trees with thick and massy foliage, that made a background for the shrubs and flowers. In order to go from the door to the house, or from the house to the door, M. de Villefort would be obliged to pass by one of these clumps of trees.

Alexandre Dumas, Pere     The Count of Monte Cristo

"Young Edward!" A burst of laughter from the auditors did not in the least disconcert the speaker, who continued,--"Yes, gentlemen; Edward, the infant phenomenon, who is quite an adept in the art of killing."

Alexandre Dumas, Pere     The Count of Monte Cristo

2:34. And we took all his cities at that time, killing the inhabitants of them, men and women and children. We left nothing of them:

THE BOOK OF DEUTERONOMY     OLD TESTAMENT

In the rearguard, Dokhturov and others rallying some battalions kept up a musketry fire at the French cavalry that was pursuing our troops. It was growing dusk. On the narrow Augesd Dam where for so many years the old miller had been accustomed to sit in his tasseled cap peacefully angling, while his grandson, with shirt sleeves rolled up, handled the floundering silvery fish in the watering can, on that dam over which for so many years Moravians in shaggy caps and blue jackets had peacefully driven their two-horse carts loaded with wheat and had returned dusty with flour whitening their carts--on that narrow dam amid the wagons and the cannon, under the horses' hoofs and between the wagon wheels, men disfigured by fear of death now crowded together, crushing one another, dying, stepping over the dying and killing one another, only to move on a few steps and be killed themselves in the same way.

Leo Tolstoy     War and Peace

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