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We’re not going to give in. We’re going to fight.”“Got that right,” a voice cried out.“First thing we need to have clear: there’s no line between freak and normal here. If you have the power, we’ll need you. If you don’t, we’ll need you.”Heads were nodding. Looks were being exchanged.“Coates kids, Perdido Beach kids, we’re together now. We’re together. Maybe you did things to survive. Maybe you weren’t always brave. Maybe you gave up hope.”A girl sobbed suddenly.“Well, that’s all over now,” Sam said gently. “It all starts fresh. Right here, right now. We’re brothers and sisters now. Doesn’t matter we don’t know each other’s names, we are brothers and sisters and we’re going to survive, and we’re going to win, and we’re going to find our way to some kind of happiness again.”There was a long, deep silence.“So,” Sam said, “my name is Sam. I’m in this with you. All the way.” He turned to Astrid.“I’m Astrid, I’m in this with you, too.”“My name is Edilio. What they said. Brothers and sisters. Hermanos.”“Thuan Vong,” said a thin boy with yet-unhealed hands like dead fish. “I’m in.”“Dekka,” said a strong, solidly built girl with cornrows and a nose ring. “I’m in. And I have game.”“Me too,” called a skinny girl with reddish pigtails. “My name’s Brianna. I…well, I can go real fast.”One by one they declared their determination. The voices started out soft and gained strength. Each voice louder, firmer, more determined than the one before.Only Quinn remained silent. He hung his head, and tears rolled down his cheeks.“Quinn,” Sam called to him.Quinn didn’t respond, just looked down at the ground.“Quinn,” Sam said again. “It starts fresh right now. Nothing before counts. Nothing. Brothers, man?”Quinn struggled with the lump in his throat. But then, in a low voice, he said, “Yeah. Brothers.
— Michael Grant, Gone
Go, Breeze,” someone yelled.But another voice yelled, “Quit showing off, stupid mutant.”Brianna stopped dead. Her dress settled back into place. “Who said that?”Zil. The same jerk who had picked on Jack over the phones.“Me,” Zil said, stepping forward. “And don’t bother trying to look tough. I’m not scared of you, freak.”“You should be,” Brianna hissed.Suddenly there was Dekka, up off her chair, hand extended between Brianna and Zil. “No,” she said in her deep voice. “None of that.”Quinn joined her. “Dekka’s right, we can’t be having fights and stuff here. Sam will shut this place down.”“Maybe we should have two different clubs,” a seventh grader named Antoine said. “You know, one for freaks and one for normals.”“Man, what is the matter with you?” Quinn demanded.“I don’t like her acting like she’s so cool, is all,” Zil said, stepping beside Antoine.“You should be on our side, Quinn. Everyone knows you’re a normal,” another kid, Lance, said. “Well…kind of normal. You’re still Quinn.
— Michael  Grant, Hunger
I’m getting my stuff,” he said, and bolted for the steps.“You don’t have to move out,” Astrid called after him.Sam stopped halfway up the steps. “Oh, I’m sorry. Is that the voice of the council telling me where I can go?”“There’s no point having a town council if you think you don’t have to listen to it,” Astrid said. She was using her patient voice, trying to calm the situation. “Sam, if you ignore us, no one will pay attention.”“Guess what, Astrid, they’re already ignoring you. The only reason anyone pays any attention to you and the others is because they’re scared of Edilio’s soldiers.” He thumped his chest. “And even more scared of me.
— Michael  Grant, Lies
Whore!” he snarls, slamming me into the wall so hard stars burst in my eyes. I hiss at him, the tiger in me threatening to emerge and rip out his throat, but a shout brings me back to myself.“Zahra!”I turn my head and see Aladdin running toward us. When he sees that it’s Darian holding me roughly against the wall, his face twists into such rage that he seems unrecognizable.He crashes into Darian before the prince has a chance to say anything. The two slam into the ground, Aladdin throwing a punch that cracks against Darian’s jaw.“Stop it!” I cry. “Prince Rahzad!”The boys ignore me, rolling and thrashing like
— Jessica Khoury, The Forbidden Wish
Take it easy, friend," siad Peter, regaining his balance, quickly understanding the condition Henry w
— Sarah Blakley-Cartwright, Red Riding Hood
My fingers try to grab onto the net. I’m pulled away too quickly, dragged through the snow. Everything is white and flying and painful.“Nick!”I claw at the snow, trying to slow down. There’s nothing to hold on to. I kick and kick. The hands clutch my ankles. Flipping my torso over I get one quick glance of their backs. They’re wearing parkas and hats and look normal, like people, but faster. I smash onto my face again and lift up my head just in time to see Nick snarling inside the net. He’s transformed again.“Nick!” I yell, but snow pours into my mouth. Sharp cold pain smashes through my teeth and into my skull. I cough and try again. “Nick!”He raises himself up onto four legs and howls, a long, searing cry of anguish and rage.My heart breaks for him, caught there. I have to help him escape. I have to get free.I kick again. “Let me go.”Pain shoots through my head. Fireworks. Explosions. All inside my brain. The white world goes dark and I know what’s about to happen. I’m the one leaving. I am the one gone.
— Carrie Jones, Need
it's like being attacked by a RAT!
— Chaucer Geoffrey, Selections from Chaucer - Scholar's Choice Edition
For kids like me, the part of the brain that deals with stress and conflict is always activated...We are constantly ready to fight or flee, because there is a constant exposure to the bear, whether that bear is an alcoholic dad or an unhinged mom (p228)....I see conflict and I run away or prepare for battle. (p246)
— J.D. Vance, Hillbilly Elegy: A Memoir of a Family and Culture in Crisis
You are a ghost. Filled with stardust, wearing the bones as the shield and the skin as the cape. Fighting every day and opening up for the new wounds in the hustle of hiding the old scars.
— Akshay Vasu
I brought a knife to the gunfight. I am the knife. I am all blade.
— Clementine von Radics
You have two choices, sweetheart. Answer my questions, or get a monster new facial piercing.
— Dennis Sharpe, Distant Thunder
There is time for a fight and a time for a flight
—  knowing the right time to do one or the other can mean the difference between life and death
He had no big plan for this. He had not prepared for the day when he would be fighting his own work. He had not plotted against his own plots.
— Dean F. Wilson, Worldwaker
Fight back. Bite back.
— Benjamin Percy, Red Moon
Gradually, I began to understand that it does not matter very much what problem, whether big or small, is tormenting us; the only thing that matters is that we be tormented. In other words, that we exercise our minds in order to keep certainty from turning us into idiots, that we fight to open every closed door we find in front of us. (Report to Greco)
— N. Kazantzakis
Fight Is Excuse Love Not Refuse
— Hemant Banswal
You can't cut down someone who's already in the gutter.
— Nora Sakavic, The Raven King
Still we remain, still we fight. Still we strive, still we survive.
— Saim Cheeda
As much as I enjoy a fight, I cannot always indulge myself, and just now I had more weighty matters to occupy my time than spilling the blood of strange warriors.
— Edgar Rice Burroughs, The Warlord of Mars
A sweet fruit for a sweet fight.
— George R.R. Martin, A Storm of Swords
Is there chance to see Robot Vs Robot fight?
— Deyth Banger
A dagger wants flesh, her father would say. Find it.
— Marie Rutkoski, The Winner's Kiss
I will have thee, as our rarer monsters are, painted upon a pole,and underwrit: "Here you may see the tyrant, Macbeth
— William Shakespeare
We can not be swallowed up like those little pebbles. We aren't pebbles. We won't just quietly sink to the bottom. We can run, we can fight, and we can work. We are not helpless unless we let ourselves be.
— Sook Nyul Choi, Echoes of the White Giraffe
My name Quan. Quan Nguyen. This Kim-Ly, wife. We next door. Do nails. We with Mr. Blaylock. He fight, we fight. We come here from Viet Nam. This good country, but sometimes, good people in good country have to fight.
— Dan Groat, An Enigmatic Escape: A Trilogy
Are the Trials starting?” The girl claps her hands over her mouth. “I'm sorry,” she whispers. “I—”“It's all right.” I don't smile at her. It will only scare her. For a female slave, a smile from a Mask is not usually a good thing. “I'm actually wondering the same thing. What's your name?”“S-slave-Girl.” Of course. My mother would already have scourged her name out of existence.“Right. You work for the Commandant?” I want her to say no. I want her to say that my mother roped her into this. I want her to say she's assigned to the kitchens or infirmary, where slaves aren't scarred or missing body p
— Sabaa Tahir, An Ember in the Ashes
Every lighthouse knows that when the giant waves come, no one will help! And when you know that no one will help you, you fight more seriously!
— Mehmet Murat ildan
Mood’s a thing for cattle or for making love. You fight when the necessity arises, no matter your mood.
— Frank Herbert, Dune
How kind of you to pay us a call, Uncle,” came the biting lash of Sebastian’s voice. “Come to offer us felicitations, have you?” “I’ve come to collect my niece,” Peregrine snarled. “She is promised to my son. Your illicit marriage will not stan
— Lisa Kleypas, Devil in Winter
The fight isn't over until you win it...That's all you have to remember. No matter what the other man thinks.
— Robin Hobb, The Farseer Trilogy
When your mother and your father are having a fight, do you want them to kill each other? Or do you just want them tostop fighting?
— Jeanne Wakatsuki Houston
Don't let them see how fast you really are; don't let them see the control you have, the ability you have to read them and the situation. Let them think you're out of control. Let them think you are going to be easy. Because they will be anything but, and you need to be ready for the fight of your life.
— Shannon Mayer, Blood of the Lost
When I battle wits with Jarod Kintz I always feel like I need to take my brain out to give him a transplant. Bad part is we don't have any.
— Will Advise, Nothing is here...
No matter how good you are at planning, the pressure never goes away. So I don't fight it. I feed off it. I turn pressure into motivation to do my best.
— Benjamin Carson
(Echo) “So you agree that throwing people into walls isn’t okay?”(Noah) “It is when someone f*cks with you.”I attempt to step back, but Noah halts the escape. “I mean it. No one treats you like shit. At least when I’m around. That’s nonnegotiable.” (Noah)
— Katie McGarry, Breaking the Rules
The story had already taken on a legendary air from the waitstaff's telling of it. According to the cooks, the street fighter had broken a bottle over Roland's head, knocking him unconscious and crushing a chair in the process. He would have taken out Gilles too, if Emilie hadn't calmed him down with one of her pretty smiles.
— Marissa Meyer, Scarlet
Arin, you’re not listening. You’re not thinking clearly.”“You’re right. I haven’t been thinking clearly, not for a long time. But I understand now.” Arin pushed his tiles away. His winning hand scattered out of line. “You have changed, Kestrel. I don’t know who you are anymore. And I don’t want to.
— Marie Rutkoski, The Winner's Crime
Equality before the enemy -that is the main condition to fight a fair duel. Where you have contempt, you cannot wage war; where you are in command, where you can see someone beneath you, you should not wage war.
— Friedrich Nietzsche, Why I Am So Wise
What is important is not to fight, but to fight the right enemy
— Bangambiki Habyarimana, The Great Pearl of Wisdom
Don't go for knockout in one punch, if your desire is to stay longer in the fight and thrive; go for outlasting them. Take the higher road.
— Assegid Habtewold, The 9 Cardinal Building Blocks: For Continued Success in Leadership
There is no such thing as a fair fight.
— Bohdi Sanders, Martial Arts Wisdom: Quotes, Maxims, and Stories for Martial Artists and Warriors
What you really want to know,” I say, “is how to make sure we all don’t just rip each other apart, right?” The fight earlier is way too fresh in our minds. We are a powder keg; just a spark will blow us apart.
— Beth Revis, Shades of Earth
I once told him that the best way to break up a fight is to step between the two people and start singing ancient folk songs. But I’d never heard of anyone actually doing such a thing.
— David Levithan, Boy Meets Boy
Figure out. Fight.
— Waseem Latif
If we don’t fight lawlessness, it prevails.
— Sunday Adelaja
Fight for whatever is yours even though it means you'll suffer, if you really want it, you'll do whatever it takes to be yours again.
— Demi Jane Tumulak
I looked up from the ground and glared at Scarlett, who helped Steven stand up. “You bitch.” I growled, sitting up. She looked back at me and walked over to where I was. I kept my glare on her, and just as I was about to stand up, her foot came and hit me in the face. I flung back around and my vision started to blur as my head hit the ground. I heard the squishing noise of Scarlett’s heels against the wet ground and her say her last words to me: “See you in a while, Aiyanna. We’ll do lunch.” And then they were gone, just like that. That’s when I couldn’t hold on any longer and I let the blackness consume me.
— Sara Massa, The Shifting Moon
Faeries began calling foul play, demanding Tamlin be released from the curse, calling her a liar. Through the haze, I saw Rhysand crouching by Tamlin. Not to help him, but to grab the-"You are all pigs - all scheming, filthy pigs."Then Rhysand was on his feet, my bloody knife in his hands. He launched himself at Amarantha, swift as a shadow, the ash dagger aimed at her throat.She lifted a hand - not even bothering to look - and he was blasted back by a wall of white light.But the pain paused for a second, long enough for me to see him hit the ground and rise again and lunge for her - with hands that now ended in talons. He slammed into the invisible wall Amarantha had raised around herself, and my pain flickered as she turned to him."You traitorous piece of filth," she seethed at Rhysand. "You're just as bad as the human beasts." One by one, as if a hand were shoving them in, his talons pushed back into his skin, leaving blood in their wake. He swore, low and vicious. "You were planning this all along.
— Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Thorns and Roses
We match each other stroke for stroke until I get a hit on her right arm. She tries to switch sword arms, but I jab my scim at her wrist faster than she can parry. Her scim goes flying, and I tackle her. Her white-blonde hair tumbles free of her bun.“Surrender!” I pin her down at the wrists, but she trashes and rips one arm free, scrabbling for a dagger at her waist. Steel stabs at my ribs, and seconds later, I am on my back with a blade at my throat.“Ha!” She leans down, her hair falling around us like a shimmering silver curtain.
— Sabaa Tahir, An Ember in the Ashes
Some people will still find a way to create a fire with wet logs.
— Anthony Liccione
At the age of eight, John Quincy Adams was made the man of his house while his father, John Adams, was off doing important John Adams things for America. This would be a lot of terrifying responsibility at any time in American history, but it just so happens that, when Adams was eight years old, the *Revolutionary freaking War* was happening right outside his house. He watched the Battle of Bunker Hill from his front porch, according to his diary, worried that he might be 'butchered in cold blood, or taken and carried ... as hostages by any foraging or marauding detachment of British soldiers.' I don't have the diary I kept at age eight, but I think the only things I worried about was whether or not they'd have for dogs in the school the next day and if I had the wherewithal and clarity of purpose to collect all of the Pokemon. John Q, on the other hand, guarded his house, mother, and siblings during wartime.This isn't to imply that eight-year-old John Quincy Adams could have beaten eight-year-old you in a fight, but to imply that eight-year-old John Quincy Adams could beat you *as an adult*.
— Daniel  O'Brien, How to Fight Presidents: Defending Yourself Against the Badasses Who Ran This Country
Fight, fight, fight and get that money, money, money. ’Cause happiness can’t buy even a nickel.
— Ari Gold, The Gold Standard: Rules to Rule By
Things that other people do, or that happen to people you love, are some of the things you can't fight.
— Hilari Bell, The Sword of Waters
At the age of eight, John Quincy Adams was made the man of his house while his father, John Adams, was off doing important John Adams things for America. This would be a lot of terrifying responsibility at any time in American history, but it just so happens that, when Adams was eight years old, the *Revolutionary freaking War* was happening right outside his house. He watched the Battle of Bunker Hill from his front porch, according to his diary, worried that he might be 'butchered in cold blood, or taken and carried ... as hostages by any foraging or marauding detachment of British soldiers.' I don't have the diary I kept at age eight, but I think the only things I worried about was whether or not they'd have corndogs in school the next day and if I had the wherewithal and clarity of purpose to collect all of the Pokemon. John Q, on the other hand, guarded his house, mother, and siblings during wartime.This isn't to imply that eight-year-old John Quincy Adams could have beaten eight-year-old you in a fight, but to imply that eight-year-old John Quincy Adams could beat you *as an adult*.
— Daniel  O'Brien, How to Fight Presidents: Defending Yourself Against the Badasses Who Ran This Country
The greatest war we fight is the one within ourselves.
— Eric Christopher Jackson
I will fight for you, and if you know me well enough, you know i am pretty darn good at winning.
— Aleksandra Ninkovic, Write like no one is reading
How could I forget the man who can break uncountable bones just in a few seconds.
— Waheed Ibne Musa, Johnny Fracture
Face me and learn that I’m not alone, attack and you’ll find that my Leader stands beside me. I will bleed and I may die, but this warrior will not be shaken!” -Regan
— Brittany L. Engels, Rompita Kero, Healing for the Broken Heart
It wasn't even a fight, really. We didn't shout. We barely even argued, but a snake of tension quietly slithered into our lives.
— Gayle Forman, If I Stay
Don't start a fight if you can't duke it out. Either win or concede but whatever you do, don't have others fight for you.
— Donna Lynn Hope
If you cant fight THE bad happening to you...then u deserve it
— RD
Do battle against prejudice and discrimination wherever you find it.
— H. Jackson Brown Jr.
Always you have to train yourself to swim with sharks.
— Sivaprakash Sidhu
In a fight, If you don't take challenges someone does.
— Noormohammad Bhuayan
God has given you all you need to fight against the enemy.
— Jim George
Stopping a war; that is, stopping actual military combat, is not stopping a war in all its factors. During continuous hard strain a human mind can hold up; and it is truly amazing how much it can stand. Day by day, with that war-strain of worry pulling it down, it staunchly holds aloof, as a mighty oak in facing a storm. But it has a limit!! With too much too long strain, it will snap; just as that mighty oak will fall, in a long fight.
— Ernest Vincent Wright
You're fighting this war in the worst way possible." "I don't know how to fight it, Dad.""You should ask for help," he said."I don't know how to do that, either.
— Benjamin Alire Sáenz, Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe
If the enemy looks just like you, how do you fight him?
— Rick Yancey, The 5th Wave
Evan stares at me.I try to hug him. He takes a step back. I pause, my heart in my throat. I’ve got to reach out to him, let myself be vulnerable. I find the courage, but he backs up again.“You can’t go to Iraq anymore.”“I know.”He looks up at Deanna, then back to me. “Did you fight bad guys? You told me you weren’t.” His voice is suspicious, full of accusation. He doesn’t trust me, and I don’t blame him for that.“No, Evan. I didn’t fight bad guys.”I can’t bring myself to tell him the complete truth. I want so desperately to go back into this fight. I miss it every day. I always felt I could change the world with a rifle in my hands and our flag on my shoulder.“Did you get shot?” he looks me over, apparently searching for bullet wounds.I grin a little. “No, Bud, I didn’t get shot.”“People get shot in Iraq.”“Yes, they do.” It strikes me then that Evan for the first time has a grasp on the dangers that are faced over there. He’s six now, and the world is coming into focus for him.“People get shot, Daddy. They die. Bad guys kill them.”I think of Edward Iwan and Sean Sims.“Yeah, I know they do, Evan.
— David Bellavia, House to House: An Epic Memoir of War
He is a true casualty of battle. There's not a physical scar, but look at the man's heart, and his head, and there are scars galore.
— David Finkel, The Good Soldiers
Just remember, the single most important thing in this world is love. You find it, you fight for it.
— Laura     Miller, By Way of Accident
It's always funny that you can try and try again to steal all your critics' ammo, predict their responses, but no matter what, they'll still have a water gun stashed somewhere.
— Criss Jami, Killosophy
Hot, bright heat filled him like some ecstatic poison, and Hartan's pony shied in terror as a wordless howl burst from his throat. His dripping ears were flat to his skull, fire crackled in his brown eyes, his huge sword blurred in a whirring figure eight before him, and the brigand running at him gawked in sudden panic. The raider's feet skidded in mud as he tried to brake, but it was far too late. He was face-to-face with the worst nightmare of any Norfressan, a Horse Stealer hradani in the grip of the Rage, and a thunderbolt of steel split him from crown to navel.
— David Weber, Oath of Swords
You cannot win everyday, but make sure u win, at-least once in a while.
— honeya
You might not want to fight for the things that others would fight for, like money or notoriety, but fight all the same. Whatever it is that you want, go after it with all that you have in you.
— Kiera Cass
But they fight in the name of the creator." "I don't care if they fight in the name of broccoli. The goal remains the same.
— Maria V. Snyder, Taste of Darkness
At this point, none of us are sure why we fight. We’re sisters. We need no good reason to fight, even though we have plenty of them.
— Ken  Wheaton, Sweet as Cane, Salty as Tears
In the end… he would choose Campisi.In the end… she would choose Abandonato.In the end… there would be bloodshed.
— Rachel Van Dyken, Elicit
There is such beauty in the fight to live. We must all find the courage to go on.
— Kathryn Craft, The Art of Falling
We were not told how Alexander the Great was the last person in history to successfully 'pacify' what would become Afghanistan, over 2,000 years ago.
— Jake Wood, Among You: The Extraordinary True Story of a Soldier Broken By War
Many want to be a warrior but they don't know what a lonely, tough, or pain staking journey it is. Warriors have to fight on behalf of the defenseless, defend what is right, as well as fight believers and non-believers alike. In reality, few like warriors because they confront their own, and their own think they're above being confronted. The warrior, you see, most often walks alone.
— Donna Lynn Hope
I imagine the future and I smile grimly. There's only one way to make that happen. It's time to fight
— Pittacus Lore
Catti-brie continued to stare at the drow as the wizards walked up. The woman did not know what to make of Drizzt's cryptic answers. Drizzt had let Tarnheel win, she figured, or at least had allowed the man to fight to a draw. For some reason the young woman did not understand, she didn't want to think that Tarnheel had actually beaten Drizzt; she didn't want to think that anyone could beat Drizzt.
— R.A. Salvatore, Passage to Dawn
If a guy likes you, he will not just fight for you. He will also fight the rest of the guys who were hoping to take his place.
— Franzie Gubatina
I will fight for my people, but will they do the same for me?
— Mihailo Petrovic, Putopisi
Losers doesn't require a miracle to Win.They just keep on fighting.
— Leo Ausdauer Wirabuana
Life is a complex matter thrown into the hands of simple people.
— Vie Hartè
I’d rather put up a fucking good fight than provide him with dinner.
— Isabelle Rowan, Ink
If the heroes run and hide, who will stay and fight?
— ONE, ワンパンマン 2 [Wanpanman 2]
Life is, at times, tough...And all we need to do is to prove that we are tougher than it...
— Sanhita Baruah
That's just stupid, Tory! Quit being so damn stubborn!”“Not a chance! You've got some kind of death wish! We can't even trust our power lately. They're too erratic for a public heist.”Ben thumped the steering wheel in frustration. “Maybe for you.”I glowered at Ben from the backseat. I'd given Hi shotgun, having sensed this argument was inevitable. I didn't want to be close. The urge to slap might become overpowering.“Why don't we all use our friendly words?” Hi suggested. “Let's take five, and everyone can say something we like about each other. I'll start. Shelton, you're super at——”“Shut up, Hi!” Ben and I shouted, the first thing we'd agreed upon all morning.
— Kathy Reichs, Exposure
Atreyu was fighting not for himself, but for his friend, whom he was trying to save by defeating him.
— Michael Ende, The Neverending Story
Hope can kill you but it will not let you die.
— Pushkar Ganesh Vaidya
Antonia, if Mark is right and I never see you again, if this really is good-bye, tell me one thing for certain. Tell me I won't die knowing you married him willingly. Fight them both with all you have.
— Julie March, Firefly Night
And it is then, when The Cause, with its greedy mouth, tries to take more from you, tries to take that part of you that you cannot give away, it is only then that you realize all of your sacrifices have been for nothing. You have given yourself to a fraud. And what is left to replace what has been taken is not a hero’s pride, but a bitter emptiness that sours even that last little core of yourself that you cling to. This is the destiny of the man who serves, the man who stands for others. This is the lot of the ones who go out to confront the wolf. This is the disillusionment of all those who protect the flock. This is their secret: that they have allowed their instincts to be used, not for the protection of others, but for the gain of a few. And their “honor” is a monument to the ashes of all those little pieces of themselves that they never got back.
— D.J. Molles, Fractured
I would rather fight with my pain or end up with self destruction.
— venky Naidu
Choas errupted amoung the watchers. They didn't think it was over at all. "He cheated! He used fire!""No, he won fairly enough!" 
— Michelle Paver, Wolf Brother
Once they have dedicated themselves to a cause, women will fight to the end for it.
— Sara Sheridan, Truth Or Dare
But I will never ask anyone from our village-from any village in Tlanth-to risk his or her life unless I'm willing to myself.
— Sherwood Smith, Crown Duel
God willing, we shall this day meet that old enemyWho has give us so many a good beating.Thank God we have a cause worth fighting for,And a cause worth losing and a good song to sing.
— John Gould Fletcher, Irradiations; Sand and Spray
The notion of there being something greater than humanity can strike fear in the bravest of soldiers and cradle courage in the palm of a child’s hand.
— Katlyn Charlesworth, Where Men Sit
Man is by instinct a lover, a hunter, a fighter.
— Tennessee Williams, The Glass Menagerie
Our elders, and our elders’ kin, and their kin before them, fought to keep Sunningrocks in our territory. Many of them lost their lives, giving up their last breath for stones that belong to us. Can we give up where they did not, turn tail and flee when they kept fighting so that their kits could hunt and play and bask on these rocks? Will you fight with me now, in honor of all our elders and all our unborn kits?
— Erin Hunter, Code of the Clans
One cannot fight for so long without the scars building on one's soul.
— J.A. London, After Daybreak
To fight against one's desires is the greatest of all fights.
— Hazrat Ali R.A
Victory occurs when you let God fight your battles.
— Jim George
Your responsibility to be ready for the fight, never ends.
— James Yeager
If you have to choose between the two hopeless situations, choose the one which gives you at least an opportunity to fight!
— Mehmet Murat ildan
I don't need to fight and risk myself just to prove that I am more stronger.All I need is to show my smile that surely will irritate them.
— Nathaniel E. Quimada
He slammed the door shut in Ian's face, the lock clicking into place. Ian hit it again with his fist before roaring, “If I were a pervert, I'd be looking for something a damn bit more attractive than you, jackass. And definitely someone that smelled alive. 
— Rose Wynters, Voluptuous Vindication
I’m nobody’s bitch.” He growled low and threatening.“But you were mine.” Kane cut in deep and matter of fact.
— Rochelle H. Ragnarok, The Boy with the Koi Tattoo
Gabe held my face between his hands. “What you two have — it’s a once in a lifetime — you fight for him, sweetheart. Fight for him with every last breath. No regrets, okay?
— Rachel Van Dyken, Ruin
Side by side we'll fight the tide,That sweeps in to take us down.Hand in hand we'll both withstand,Even as we drown.
— Kelly Creagh, Enshadowed
Running away?" He taunted, as I drew my glamour to me, feeling it surge beneath my skin. "Always a coward, weren't you, prince? Never had the guts to really go for the kill." "You're right," I murmured, startling him. He frowned in wary surprise, and I smiled. "I always regretted my words against Puck. There was always a part of me that didn't want to go through with it." I lowered my blade, touching the tip to the floor. Ice spread from the point of the weapon, coating the ground and the walls, freezing the mirrors with sharp crinkling sounds."But with you," I continued, narrowing my eyes, "it's different. You're the part of him that I hate. The part that revels in the chaos you cause, the lives you destroy. And I can say this with complete certainty - killing you will be a pleasure.
— Julie Kagawa, The Iron Knight
Come,' he said, 'come, we must see and act. Devils or no devils, or all the devils at once, it matters not; we fight him all the same.
— Bram Stoker, Dracula
United you will be more than a match for your enemies. But if you quarrel and separate, your weakness will put you at the mercy of those who attack you.
— Aesop, Aesop's Fables
We used to argue, fight and get angry, but we always ended our enmity with kisses and hugs.
— M.F. Moonzajer, A moment with God ; Poetry
Don’t panic, if you are alive you still have chance to fight back.
— M.F. Moonzajer
Nick snatches the picture from the man's hand and laughs. "This is funny to you, asshole?"Nick tosses the picture back behind him. "No. No, it's not. What is funny is that you believe your whore of a wife.""Stand up your spineless punk!" The man yells in sheer rage.
— Jennifer Loren, The Devil's Eyes
In that one, they'd done their darnedest to destroy Riley's Switch. This time, instead of two-by-fours and tire irons, they seemed a little more focused on choke holds and knees to the face. Their desire to be close to each other was sweet.
— Darynda Jones, Death, and the Girl He Loves
Listen you..you.."he sputtered."You what ? You've already used hellion,draft girl and missy' .i can think of several more degradation,but then again im not the one trying so hard to be intimidating.""How about you,maddending,foolish,moronic little chit ?""Much better !" she applauded.
— Kate Noble, Compromised
The longer you fight, the stronger you become.
— Ziad K. Abdelnour, Economic Warfare: Secrets of Wealth Creation in the Age of Welfare Politics
I had fought on behalf of man against the sea, but I realised that it had become more urgent to fight on behalf of the sea against men.
— Alain Bombard
I can’t be with you. I love Brandon; I’m sorry.”No! “Baby, don’t say that. I will fight for you, I will. Please just give us a shot.”“A part of me will probably always love you, too, but I can’t take chances with you, Chase. You’ll leave me one day, and it will kill me when you do.”“Wha—No! I wouldn’t, I swear I wouldn’t.
— Molly McAdams, Stealing Harper
Haruhi: This is a sibling squabble, not a fight to the death! You're both wrong, and acting like idiots only proves it!
— Bisco Hatori, Ouran High School Host Club, Vol. 2
Fighting with siblings, especially the little ones, has always, and will always be the same. You fight with your hands tied behind your back. You know that you'll lose. But you still fight back, either you want to annoy them or let them feel the extra satisfaction of beating you after a long fight. No matter which of the two ways you take, it clearly shows that you love them. A lot.
— Nishanth Anchan K.N.
Love EgoistSumire: At first, I was simply fighting the image others forced on me. It's true that it's kind of fun to curse people behind their backs, but... I know it's not nice and it makes me feel depressed afterward.
— Bisco Hatori, Ouran High School Host Club, Vol. 4
Fight Apathy! ... or don't.
— Fallout New Vegas Graffiti
Instead of crying and begging for your love, you can stand and fight for it.
— M.F. Moonzajer
Why do they have windows? Is it to let a glimpse of the world in? Or for us to see out? Our own place is small perhaps, but when your old man is eaten up by his own shadow, you realize maybe that in every house, something so savage and sad and brilliant is standing up, without the world even seeing it. Maybe that's what these pages of words are about. Bringing the world to the window.
— Markus Zusak, Fighting Ruben Wolfe
If you fight for yourself, you have awakened your conscience, but if you fight for people you will awaken a nation.
— M.F. Moonzajer
During a match, you are in a permanent battle to fight back your everyday vulnerabilities, bottle up your human feelings. It’s a kind of self-hypnosis, a game you play, with deadly seriousness, to disguise your own weaknesses from yourself, as well as from your rival.
— Rafael Nadal i Farreras
Fight for the beauty in your life
— M.J. Abraham, Resplendent
That paper--it sits there, open at the employment section. It sits there like a war, and each small advertisement is another trench for a person to dive into. To hope and fight in.
— Markus Zusak, Fighting Ruben Wolfe
The battle of the sexes and you're winning hands down.
— Margaret Way, A Lesson in Loving
The color of defeat chokes her pupils, even though her nod and smile and uncomfortable sitting motion on the couch indicate that she is not finished yet. She will carry on, like all of us. Smile stubborn. Smile with instinct, then lick your wounds in the darkest of corners. Trace the scars back to your own fingers and remember them.
— Markus Zusak, Fighting Ruben Wolfe
What was it, she wondered, that made some people give up and others fight harder? Where was her fight? She was out.
— Kaya McLaren, How I Came to Sparkle Again
I rather fight for light then to go blind in night.
— Nadair Desmar
Tell me you love me. Tell me you love me and will fight with me.
— Cassandra Clare, City of Lost Souls
Lose your temper and you lose the fight.
— Margaret Atwood, The Blind Assassin
Ours was a history of well intentioned beginnings that end with a fight at every turn.
— Enver Aysever
Why is it men think you have to accept an apology, just because one is offered?
— D.D. Barant
Madoka: I'm always... making somebody else fight for me. I can't do anything... Does that make me a coward?Kyōko: Why do you gotta be a magical girl?Madoka: "Why"...?Kyōko: ...This work isn't about playing around. When the job's about putting yourself in harm's way, the only ones who do it are the poor slobs who don't have any other choice. The others who are surrounded by loving families and have the whole world ahead of 'em... the idiots who become magical girls on a whim... They're the ones I can't accept. I just wanna crush 'em! ...Someday the time may come when you have your back to a wall and you gotta fight. You can think about that stuff when the time comes.
— Magica Quartet, Puella Magi Madoka Magica, Vol. 03
There was a loud shuffling above. A line of redcoats took their position at the edge of the ravine and aimed down at the rebels.	"Present!" the British officer screamed to his men.	"Present!" yelled the American officer. His men brought the butts of their muskets up to their shoulders and sighted down the long barrels, ready to shoot and kill.	I pressed my face into the earth, unable to plan a course of escape. My mind would not be mastered and thought only of the wretched, lying, foul, silly girl who was the cause of everything.	I thought of Isabel and I missed her.	"FIRE!
— Laurie Halse Anderson, Forge
And suddenly I am blindingly angry at Raven--for her lectures, and her stubbornness, and for thinking that the way that you help people is by driving them against a wall, by beating them down until they fight back.
— Lauren Oliver, Pandemonium
As my future crumbled before my eyes, I grasped for the rope. My entire life's struggle was ending here, in plain view of my enemies. How was it possible? Had had I let things come to this?
— Tony McMahon, No Place to Hide: How I Put the Black in the Union Jack
With time we will all stop fighting pimples and start fighting wrinkles.
— Moffat Machingura, How I Kissed Heartbreak Goodbye
They say cowardice is infectious; but then argument is, on the other hand, a great emboldener;
— Robert Louis Stevenson, Treasure Island
It wasn't an attack. We'd been together too many times before, made love together too many times before, for it to be that. It was just that fear had suddenly entered, and made us dangerous strangers.("New York Blues")
— Cornell Woolrich, Night and Fear: A Centenary Collection of Stories by Cornell Woolrich
It’s necessary that everyone does his duty and works in his place - devotes himself to constructing a body of fundamental values - against the common enemy - in a network of active, supple, inderdependent, and confederated resistance - present on every front, at the level of Europe - with the aim of concentrating all the energies of the combatants.
— Guillaume Faye, Why We Fight
Those who are skilled in combat do not become angry. The wise win before the fight and the ignorant fight to win.
— Ziad K. Abdelnour, Economic Warfare: Secrets of Wealth Creation in the Age of Welfare Politics
Oh, i feel my eyes are swollen. It's like either sobbing all night or someone punch me in the eyes.
— Ariel Seraphino
I started to enjoy the regal sport of cockfighting... but I'm still having trouble getting the hang of windmilling the bayonet
— Josh Stern, And That’s Why I’m Single
One should never fight for a country. One should fight, if one has to, for what one believes to be right. A country is only as good as its leading citizens.
— Garry Douglas Kilworth, The Wizard Of Woodworld
Letting go is easy. Anyone can do that. Love is fighting for someone to stay. That's what takes work.
— Katie Kacvinsky, Middle Ground
Fire supposed he needed to be there in order to give rousing speeches and lead the charge into the fray, or whatever is was commanders did in wartime. She resented his competence at something so tragic and senseless. She wished he, or somebody, would throw down his sword and say, 'Enough! This is a silly way to decide who's in charge!' And it seemed to her, as the beds in the healing room filled and emptied and filled, that these battles didn't leave much to be in charge of. The kingdom was already broken, and this war was tearing the broken pieces smaller.
— Kristin Cashore, Fire
- Why you?- (...) I’m the best.- Modest of you.- I am the best. Modesty has nothing to say about it.
— Paul Hoffman, The Left Hand of God
Mahon's wife stared down at us. Her hands went to her hips. "Which one of you idiots wants to explain to me what the hell is going on?"With great effort I raised my arm and pointed in Mahon's general direction. "Him.
— Ilona Andrews, Magic Bleeds - Awake
I have cancer. Cancer doesn't have me.
— Marco Calderon
There is no honor in sending men to die for something you won't even fight for yourself
— Mark Owen, No Easy Day: The Firsthand Account of the Mission That Killed Osama Bin Laden
But you can’t put fight into a man’s guts if hehasn’t any fight in him. There are some of us so cowardly that youcan’t ever make heroes of us, not even if you frighten us to death.We know too much, maybe. There are some of us who don’t live in themoment, who live a little ahead, or a little behind.
— Henry Miller, Tropic of Cancer
I'll have to remember that for the future. When in a life-or-death battle, be sure to club unconscious everyone on your side as early on in the fight as possible," Laura said, laughing.
— Mark Walden, H.I.V.E. Higher Institute of Villainous Education
You have terminated me,” one of them said in a strange, flat voice. “But Iam one of many.”“Robots!” Iggy breathed, taking Total from Angel.“One of many, one of many, one of many,” the robot Eraser was saying. NowNudge saw the red light in its eyes, saw how they were fading and winking out.“Good!” spat the Gasman, kicking it hard. “Because we like to blow stuff up,blow stuff up, blow stuff up!
— James Patterson
Some of us are born to live and to fight, Echo. Others are born to fight for their right to live. When those two collide, there’s hell to pay.
— Nadège Richards
The best way to compete is to get defeat.
— Santosh Kalwar
Fat bitch," Kessa murmured as the door scraped closed behind Mrs. Stone."She meant well, Francesca. And you see, everyone thinks you're too thin.""Since when is Mrs. Stone an authority on appearance. I've heard you say a thousand times that she looks like an old hooker.""I never said anything of the sort. What I said was that she wears too much makeup and her clothes are indiscreet.""Which means she looks like an old hooker. Well, if that's the way a woman is supposed to look, I'd rather be too skinny." Kessa felt a flash of pleasure at the argument. Just let her mother try to push food into her now.
— Steven Levenkron, The Best Little Girl in the World
Though the object of being a Great Power is to be able to fight a Great War, the only way of remaining a Great Power is not to fight one.
— A.J.P. Taylor
O'Shaughnessy is hitting Denholt on the side of his head with his free arm, great, walloping, pile-driver blows. The two of them stagger together, like partners in a crazy dance. Glass is breaking all around them. Gray smoke from the six shots, pink-and-white dust from the chipped brick-and-plaster walls, swirl around them in a rainbow haze. Something vividly green flares up from one of the overturned retorts, goes right out again. O'Shaughnessy tears the emptied gun away, flings it off somewhere. More breaking glass, and this time a tart pungent smell that makes the nostrils sting. The crunch of pulverized tube glass underfoot makes it sound as if they were scuffling in sand or hard-packed snow. ("Jane Brown's Body")
— Cornell Woolrich, The Fantastic Stories of Cornell Woolrich
The greatest war every fought, and are still fighting, where more people have been defeated and died, is the war within.
— Anthony Liccione
The Knowledge Rule 2080: From maggots to men, the world is a corner bully. Better you knuckle up and go for yours than have to bow your head and tuck your chain.
— Ta-Nehisi Coates
I'm coming with you.” Riley insisted. “I've got a bulletproof vest and I'm a better sharpshooter than you. Don't mess with me.” Riley pushed past them and out the sliding exit doors.Stella turned to Stan, horrified. “Don't give me that look, Stells.” Stan muttered, following Riley. “Look at it this way, if the whole sharpshooter thing turns out to be a lie, she can pinch the hell out of anyone.”~Riley Pembroke, Stan Darrow, "Sugar and Spies: Spy Sisters Book 1
— Rebekah Martin
Otaguro’s bosom heaved with an ineffable surge of joy. “Every man is fighting,” he murmured. “Every man.
— Yukio Mishima, Runaway Horses
Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn't before! What if Christmas, he thought, doesn't come from a store. What if Christmas...perhaps...means a little bit more!
— Dr. Seuss, How the Grinch Stole Christmas!
I will honor Christmas in my heart, and try to keep it all the year.
— Charles Dickens
Our hearts grow tender with childhood memories and love of kindred, and we are better throughout the year for having, in spirit, become a child again at Christmastime.
— Laura Ingalls Wilder
My idea of Christmas, whether old-fashioned or modern, is very simple: loving others. Come to think of it, why do we have to wait for Christmas to do that?
— Bob Hope
Christmas can be celebrated in the school room with pine trees, tinsel and reindeers, but there must be no mention of the man whose birthday is being celebrated. One wonders how a teacher would answer if a student asked why it was called Christmas.
— Ronald Reagan
Christmas is doing a little something extra for someone.
— Charles M. Schulz
Christmas waves a magic wand over this world, and behold, everything is softer and more beautiful. 
— Norman Vincent Peale
I heard the bells on Christmas DayTheir old, familiar carols play,And wild and sweetThe words repeatOf peace on earth, good-will to men!
— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
In the old days, it was not called the Holiday Season; the Christians called it 'Christmas' and went to church; the Jews called it 'Hanukkah' and went to synagogue; the atheists went to parties and drank. People passing each other on the street would say 'Merry Christmas!' or 'Happy Hanukkah!' or (to the atheists) 'Look out for the wall!
— Dave Barry
He who has not Christmas in his heart will never find it under a tree.
— Roy L. Smith
And when we give each other Christmas gifts in His name, let us remember that He has given us the sun and the moon and the stars, and the earth with its forests and mountains and oceans--and all that lives and move upon them. He has given us all green things and everything that blossoms and bears fruit and all that we quarrel about and all that we have misused--and to save us from our foolishness, from all our sins, He came down to earth and gave us Himself.
— Sigrid Undset
Oh look, yet another Christmas TV special! How touching to have the meaning of Christmas brought to us by cola, fast food, and beer.... Who'd have ever guessed that product consumption, popular entertainment, and spirituality would mix so harmoniously? 
— Bill Watterson, The Essential Calvin and Hobbes
Blessed is the season which engages the whole world in a conspiracy of love.
— Hamilton Wright Mabie
Always winter but never Christmas.
— C.S. Lewis, The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe
There is something about Christmas that requires a rug rat. Little kids make Christmas fun. I wonder if could rent one for the holidays. When I was tiny we would by a real tree and stay up late drinking hot chocolate and finding just the right place for the special decorations. It seems like my parents gave up the magic when I figured out the Santa lie. Maybe I shouldn't have told them I knew where the presents really came from. It broke their hearts.I bet they'd be divorced by now if I hadn't been born. I'm sure I was a huge disappointment. I'm not pretty or smart or athletic. I'm just like them- an ordinary drone dressed in secrets and lies. I can't believe we have to keep playacting till I graduate. It's a shame we just can't admit that we have failed at family living, sell the house, split up the money, and get on with our lives. Merry Christmas.
— Laurie Halse Anderson, Speak
It was the beginning of the greatest Christmas ever. Little food. No presents. But there was a snowman in their basement.
— Markus Zusak, The Book Thief
One of the most glorious messes in the world is the mess created in the living room on Christmas day. Don't clean it up too quickly." ~ (1919-), American writer, producer, humorist. 
— Andy Rooney
When we recall Christmas past, we usually find that the simplest things - not the great occasions - give off the greatest glow of happiness.
— Bob Hope