Argue Quotes

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Dale Carnegie
“I have come to the conclusion that there is only one way under high heaven to get the best of an argument— and that is to avoid it. Avoid it as you would avoid rattlesnakes and earthquakes.”
Dale Carnegie, How to Win Friends and Influence People

Harlan Ellison
“Don't start an argument with somebody who has a microphone when you don't. They'll make you look like chopped liver.”
Harlan Ellison

Criss Jami
“Psychobabble attempts to redefine the entire English language just to make a correct statement incorrect. Psychology is the study of why someone would try to do this.”
Criss Jami, Killosophy

Dee Remy
“You may say suicide is a loss of control and cowardly. Foolish as it may sound, I am prepared to argue.”
Dee Remy, There Once Was A Boy

Vera Nazarian
“Don't bother to argue anything on the Internet. And I mean, ANYTHING.... The most innocuous, innocent, harmless, basic topics will be misconstrued by people trying to deconstruct things down to the sub-atomic level and entirely miss the point.... Seriously. Keep peeling the onion and you get no onion.”
Vera Nazarian

“If a person argues with you, know they are uncertain. ”
Meir Ezra

Brenda Joyce
“They could argue for hours on almost any subject; they usually agreed on broad conclusions, but disagreed on almost every detail.”
Brenda Joyce, An Impossible Attraction

“When you are certain, you won’t need to argue.”
Meir Ezra

“If you want to bring the world closer to peace, be a peacemaker by creating peace whenever you can. If you find yourself engaged in an argument that only stirs anger in the heart, quickly make peace and carry on.”
Suzy Kassem, Rise Up and Salute the Sun: The Writings of Suzy Kassem

Pierre-Augustin Caron de Beaumarchais
“It is not necessary to understand things in order to argue about them.”
Pierre Beaumarchais

Markus Zusak
“There was no one to really argue with, but Mama managed it expertly every chance she had. She could argue with the entire world in that kitchen and almost every evening, she did.”
Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

Israelmore Ayivor
“To know if someone can speak offensively or politely, don’t give him poem to recite; don’t give him a song to sing. Just engage him in an argument and you will know it for yourself who he is.”
Israelmore Ayivor, Leaders' Ladder

Dave Barry
“I liked making people laugh, and I decided I was an atheist early on. My Dad was all right with that. We argued about it all the time, but it was good-natured. He was the most open-minded human being I've ever known.”
Dave Barry

Michael  Grant
“He’s a murdering chud,” Zil was yelling.
“What do you want to do? Lynch him?” Astrid demanded.
That stopped the flow for a second as kids tried to figure out what “lynch” meant. But Zil quickly recovered.
“I saw him do it. He used his powers to kill Harry.”
“I was trying to stop you from smashing my head in!” Hunter shouted.
“You’re a lying mutant freak!”
“They think they can do anything they want,” another voice shouted.
Astrid said, as calmly as she could while still pitching her voice to be heard, “We are not going down that path, people, dividing up between freaks and normals.”
“They already did it!” Zil cried. “It’s the freaks acting all special and like their farts don’t stink.”
That earned a laugh.
“And now they’re starting to kill us,” Zil cried.
Angry cheers.
Edilio squared his shoulders and stepped into the crowd. He went first to Hank, the kid with the shotgun. He tapped him on the shoulder and said, “Give me that thing.”
“No way,” Hank said. But he didn’t seem too certain.
“You want to have that thing fire by accident and blow someone’s face off?” Edilio held his hand out. “Give it to me, man.”
Zil rounded on Edilio. “You going to make Hunter give up his weapon? Huh? He’s got powers, man, and that’s okay, but the normals can’t have any weapon? How are we supposed to defend ourselves from the freaks?”
“Man, give it a rest, huh?” Edilio said. He was doing his best to sound more weary than angry or scared. Things were already bad enough. “Zil, you want to be responsible if that gauge goes off and kills Astrid? You want to maybe give that some thought?”
Zil blinked. But he said, “Dude, I’m not scared of Sam.”
“Sam won’t be your problem, I will be,” Edilio snapped, losing patience. “Anything happens to her, I’ll take you down before Sam ever gets the chance.”
Zil snorted derisively. “Ah, good little boy, Edilio, kissing up to the chuds. I got news for you, dilly dilly, you’re a lowly normal, just like me and the rest of us."
“I’m going to let that go,” Edilio said evenly, striving to regain his cool, trying to sound calm and in control, even though he could hardly take his eyes off the twin barrels of the shotgun. “But now I’m taking that shotgun.”
“No way!” Hank cried, and the next thing was an explosion so loud, Edilio thought a bomb had gone off. The muzzle flash blinded him, like camera flash going off in his face.
Someone yelled in pain.
Edilio staggered back, squeezed his eyes shut, trying to adjust. When he opened them again the shotgun was on the ground and the boy who’d accidentally fired it was holding his bruised hand, obviously shocked.
Zil bent to grab the gun. Edilio took two steps forward and kicked Zil in the face. As Zil fell back Edilio made a grab for the shotgun. He never saw the blow that turned his knees to water and filled his head with stars.
He fell like a sack of bricks, but even as he fell he lurched forward to cover the shotgun.
Astrid screamed and launched herself down the stairs to protect Edilio.
Antoine, the one who had hit Edilio, was raising his bat to hit Edilio again, but on the back swing he caught Astrid in the face.
Antoine cursed, suddenly fearful. Zil yelled, “No, no, no!”
There was a sudden rush of running feet. Down the walkway, into the street, echoing down the block.”
Michael Grant, Hunger

Christopher Paolini
“You can't argue with all the fools in the world. It's better to let them have their way, then trick them when they're not paying attention. - Brom”
Christopher Paolini, Eragon

Michael  Grant
“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

Sarah Blakley-Cartwright
“Take it easy, friend," siad Peter, regaining his balance, quickly understanding the condition Henry was in.
"Friend? You left us. In the caves." Henry's muscles tensed.
Peter stepped back cautiously. Henry didn't look like himself.
"Seems someone can't hold his drink," Peter said. He didn't go further, sensing then that Valerie might be thinking of her father.
"And now," Henry continued on his own track, stepping closer to meet him, the smell of alcohol on his breath, "my father, too is dead."
Valerie moved to Henry. "Please, don't do this," she said, stepping in. "It's not worth it."
Henry pushed past her, not realizing his own weight. The force knocked her back. Peter grabbed Henry's arm and twisted it. Overreacting, Henry reared back his fist and landed a punch in the hollow of Peter's eye. The crowd laughed as Peter fell hard to the ground.
Henry scrambled on top him, held him by the collar, forced Peter to face him as he'd never done. He looked into the eyes of the man he wanted to blame for his parents' deaths, because it was a shelter from the terrible thought that everything could be lost to a simple slip of fate. "You filth," he spat out.
This really got the villagers going. But Peter didn't laugh. He pulled a knife from his boot and leapt up, thrusting it viciously in Henry's face.
"Keep your hands off her or I'll cut them off!”
Sarah Blakley-Cartwright, Red Riding Hood

Allene vanOirschot
“Disagreement does not equate to hate; if it did, every child would hate their parents.”
Allene vanOirschot, Daddy's Little Girl

Tomáš Gavlas
“Do not argue about what is beautiful or ugly, exalted or base, as most comparisons only lead to strife and seed of hostility among people.”
Tomáš Gavlas, Karlaz: The Way of Freedom

Todd Stocker
“You are responsible for your actions, not their responses.”
Todd Stocker

Haruki Murakami
“Ms Soga," he begins, "when they called the register in school your name would have come before Ms Tanaka, and after Ms Sekine. Did you file a complaint abotu that? Did you object, askign them to reverse the order? Does G get angry because it follows F in the alphabet? Does page 68 in a book start a revoliution just because it follows 67?”
Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore
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Catherine Nixey
“It had all seemed so simple: render unto Caesar what is Caesar’s. Render unto God what is God’s. As the fourth century drew to its close and the fifth century opened, caveats were added, complications brought to bear. What, asked some of the most powerful preachers, if God and Caesar both laid claim to the same thing? Well, said the great thinkers of the first Christian century, in that case God took precedence. As Augustine put it, if God’s law diverged from Roman law then the Heavenly City and its inhabitants were compelled ‘to dissent, and to become obnoxious to those who think differently’. Everything – man, law, and even bureaucracy – was now to give way to God. Or rather, to His Church. And if this meant some sticky moments on earth then so be it, for, argued another aggressive Christian cleric, the greatest wrong that one could do was not to disobey the law but to disobey God.”
Catherine Nixey, The Darkening Age: The Christian Destruction of the Classical World

Craig D. Lounsbrough
“If you feel that you need to argue, do so once you’ve listened, because if you do you’re likely to realize that there’s really nothing to argue about. And that’s the best argument for not having one.”
Craig D. Lounsbrough

“Ten elements that make up the great power argument.
1. Prepare, Prepare until we have become the argument.
2. Open the Other to receive your argument.
3. Give the argument in the form of a story.
4. Tell the truth.
5. Tell the other what you want.
6. Avoid sarcasm, scorn, and ridicule. Use humor cautiously.
7. Logic is power.
8. Action and winning are [siblings.]
9. Admit at the outset the weakest point in your argument.
10. Understand your power. Give yourself permission—only to win.
Take the winning stance. Turn on the Magical Argument. Open up and let the magic out. Trust it. Take the risk. Jump. 202+”
Gerry Spence, How to Argue and Win Every Time: At Home, At Work, In Court, Everywhere, Every Day

K. Weikel
“You can’t argue a point for one side and ignore it for the one you’re favorable toward”
K. Weikel

Lailah Gifty Akita
“Waste no time to argue what a manner of man you are.”
Lailah Gifty Akita

Sarvesh Jain
“It immensely messes the mind when you thought someone would argue with you and they don’t.”
Sarvesh Jain

Sarvesh Jain
“There will be moments when you’ll get the urge to argue but always remember you hold the power only until you don’t start an argument. After that, it’s all chaos.”
Sarvesh Jain

Aleister Crowley
“To argue:..."only causes us to fall into the pit of Because, and there to perish with the dogs of Reason.”
Aleister Crowley, Eight Lectures on Yoga

Steven Raaymakers
“That sword of yours tells you only lies. All it wants is death, it doesn’t matter whose! Yours would suit it just fine, it would probably relish it all the more. It’s a monster, Raziel.”

“And you? You’re a damned monster yourself!”
Steven Raaymakers, A Canticle of Two Souls

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