Love was not enough to fight or I was not worth for fight.

Don't fight to be right, but fight when you are right.

I hit him for every single thing that was wrong in my life and kicked him in a fierce fury of madness as he sobbed and covered his face and screamed. I hit him because Walter hit me and I hit him because I hated my life and I hit him because I just wanted to go home and I hit him because I didn’t know where home was.

If I sometimes seem to take too great pride in my fighting ability, it must be remembered that fighting is my vocation.

My father was a Catholic, a coal miner in the Big Pit. My mother a Jew. A charwoman, when she could find the work. They didn’t fit in Wales. Nor in the U.K., either. They didn’t fit with each other all that well, for that matter. They fought every day for as long as I can remember and loved each other more than anyone I’ve ever known. At least they did right up till a night when he looked right and not left at a train crossing in Chepstow and ended up half a mile from where he’d started, dead as the Ghost. Looking for a job, he was. Turned out he didn’t need one.

This is the basis, and I am not being tried for whether I am a Communist, I am being tried for fighting for the right of my people, who are still second-class citizens in this United States of America.

We get crazy when we can't make things be like the world tells us they are'. She looked back out the window. 'It was that way for me and your brother, I think. I mean, how could I have loved him that last year? I didn't even know who he was. He was way more attracted to drugs and bikers and that whole lifestyle than he was to me. But somebody told me that if you really loved somebody,you stayed with him no matter what. You had to fight for him.' She laughe. 'Hell, I was convinced.

Sarra looked at her daughter and said reproachfully, 'Speaking of war, I never raised you to be always fighting and killing. That's not woman's work.'It's needful, Ma. You taught me a woman has to know how to defend herself.'I never!' gasped Sarra, indignant.'You taught me when you were murdered in your own house,' Daine said quietly.

Becoming the opponent means you should put yourself in an opponent's place and think from the opponent's point of view.

You have to get angry in the face of bad situations. It's the most effective way to escape the bridles of despair.