Your opponent’s wrong doesn’t automatically make you right. Most fights aren’t about who’s right; they are contention over degrees of wrongness.
Being loud after drinking wine doesn’t help. Being silent after drinking wine doesn’t help. Nothing really ever gets solved either way.
Sometimes, situation may be uncomfortable but must endure.
Great idea,” I said. “Call the police. Call the fucking police.
. . in Old Karate, you learned you Art through pain. You learned quickly that your techniques had to be fast or powerful or both. If you did not embrace pain and it’s lessons adequately, you simply did not survive
You believe me, don’t you? You really do. Why do you believe me? Did Anechka do something to you? Now I owe you; and I may look little, but I know how to fight. I learned by fighting with Hargis. I’ll kick her ass if she hurts you, Lane; just tell me-what did she do? — Blayne Giano O’hicidhe
Mr. Cat and Mr. Dog were neighbors who fought like, well, cats and dogs. That is until Mr. Rat moved in. It’s fascinating how easily two enemies ally at the introduction of a third.
God be with you.’
‘Thanks, but I think, in battle, I prefer Satan’s company.
You stay in the war because it would be shameful to stay out of it. An then grief seizes you and hold its grip till anger has turned you into a soldier.
Halfhearted or insincere apologies are often worse than not apologizing at all because recipients find them insulting. If you’ve done something wrong in your dealings with another person, it’s as if there’s an infection in your relationship. A good apology is like an antibiotic; a bad apology is like rubbing salt I the wound.