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“It would be a wonderful thing if USA police officers were trained to rely on their bullet proof vests instead of their guns.”
Wonderful
Proof
Guns
Police
Usa
Rely
Bullet
Officers
Trained
Vests
Pride, Prejudice, and Other Flavors
“But how could you have been so calm when that cop was treating you that way?" She hadn't been able to keep the question inside.
He had laughed then, as though she'd made the most tasteless of jokes. A sound so harsh it had gouged out everything she had been up until that moment. "Maybe because I don't have a 'U.S. Attorney brother' card to pull."
She'd deserved that. "So you just let them do what they want?"
"Yes! I'm not keen on the idea of a bullet in my head, or finding my arse dumped in jail. I have a sister who needs medical care and has absolutely no one to take care of her if I disappear. So, yes, they can do whatever the bloody hell they want."
After that she'd stayed quiet.”
Reasonable
Logical
Dj Caine
Trisha And Dj
Trisha Raje
“Load your gun with bullets to fire and load your life with wisdom to be weird”
Wisdom Quotes
Bullets
Weird Quotes
Gun Quotes
Leaving Berlin
“The light now a line of vanishing dolt, like tracer bullets.”
World War Ii
Joseph Kanon
Leaving Berlin
Flags of Our Fathers: Heroes of Iwo Jima
“It would be forty-four years before physicist Donald Olson would discover that D-Day at Tarawa occurred during one of only two days in 1943 when the moon's apogee coincided with a neap tide, resulting in a tidal range of only a few inches rather than several feet.
The actions of these Marines trapped on the reef would determine the outcome of the battle for Tarawa. If they hesitated or turned back, their buddies ashore would be decimated.
But they didn't hesitate. They were Marines. They jumped from their stranded landing crafts into chest-deep water holding their arms and ammunition above their heads.
In one of the bravest scenes in the history of warfare, these Marines slogged through the deep water into sheets of machine-gun bullets. There was nowhere to hide, as Japanese gunners raked the Marines at will. And the Marines, almost wholly submerged and their hands full of equipment, could not defend themselves. But they kept coming. Bullets ripped through their ranks, sending flesh and blood flying as screams pierced the air.
Japanese steel killed over 300 Marines in those long minutes as they struggled to the shore. As the survivors stumbled breathlessly onto shore their boots splashed in water that had turned bright red with blood.
This type of determination and valor among individual Marines overcame seemingly hopeless odds, and in three days of hellish fighting Tarawa was captured. The Marines suffered a shocking 4,400 casualties in just seventy-two hours of fighting as they wiped out the entire Japanese garrison of 5,000.”
Courage Under Fire
World War Two
Usmc
Us Marines
Us Marine Corps
Become The Fool
“Trick Candle
Torches feeding on the dark between the stars
a river of ice and fire converge in her chest
a kiss like a hot spring, a tongue of embers
breath of ash with sparking lips
words that crash like the tide and a judge’s hammer
a touch like a bed of poppies and spiderwebs
hips like the curve of an hourglass and sex
pure sex manifested in the flesh
a body to take a bullet for
I am drunk and drugged, dashed upon
the shore of her soul
a soul to set the angels and demons to war
I am stranded in no man’s land
in between her ribs
like a madman guardian
searching for her womb
seeking death or rebirth
those bittersweet twins
one a flicker
the other a trick candle
I crawl towards the light”
Love
Love Quotes
Love Poems
Love Poem
Love Poetry
Romantic Poetry
Romance Poems
Lady Sophia's Lover
“Miss Sydney," Linley murmured, "hold this probe exactly as it is positioned, and do not alter the angle."
"Yes, sir." She complied instantly, and he reached for a delicate two-pronged instrument that looked like a pair of pincers.
"Steady hands," he remarked admiringly, resuming possession of the probe. Deftly he began to extract the bullet. "And a pretty countenance to boot. If you ever tire of working at Bow Street, Miss Sydney, I am going to hire you as
my
assistant."
Before Sophia could reply, Sir Ross interceded. "No," he growled. "She's mine.”
Sophia And Ross
Ross Cannon
Sophia Sydney
“Poetry is impervious to bullets.”
Poetry
Bullets
What Is Poetry
Censorship Quotes
“There's a type out there sees an architect or an engineer, an industrialist, as a sort of titan. A god among men. I don't figure the titan thinks much about it. I think he's a freak of nature, got eyes like steel, got a bulletproof heart. Guys like that don't compete with each other, they compete with all history and all the future too, and they do it with ice water in their veins. Maybe they're right, to waste not a minute wondering whether they might be wrong. How would them pyramids have come to be, weren't for slave drivers and forced labor?”
Titans
Builders
“If you believe you are a bullet-proof person, to convince the people you must let them shoot you!”
Shooting
Mehmet Murat Ildan Quotes
Shoot
Bullet Proof
A Year of Biblical Womanhood
“When we turn the Bible into an adjective and stick it in front of another loaded work (like manhood, womanhood, politics, economics, marriage, and even equality), we tend to ignore or downplay the parts of the Bible that don't fit our tastes. In an attempt to simplify, we try to force the Bible's cacophony of voices into a single tone, to turn a complicated and at times troubling holy text into a list of bullet points we can put in a manifesto or creed. More often than not, we end up more committed to what we want the Bible to say than what it actually says.”
Feminism
Individualism
Fundamentalism
Epistemology
Hermeneutics
Exegesis
Biblicism
Buffered Self
Il fuggiasco
“It was a stunning blow to learn that there was no warrant for my arrest, much less an international all-points bulletin. I had lived for years like a hunted animal, while no one at all was looking for me, not even back home. That’s injustice for you.”
Cruel Irony
“Why, whenever the morning broke and the sun extended its arms
between the dirty alleys of the suburbs, you were that obnoxious face
and you played the role of a poisonous bullet penetrating the eyes
of persons who usually await you in the streets of the city?
where did that soft petal which you had guarded between your palms
Throughout the night hide?
How did you become a desolate forest encircled
by woodsmen from every direction?
Why did your whispers which you had sent slowly
to remove the braids of your sweetheart's hair tuft by tuft
turn into an annoying scream?”
Poetry
Literature
Asmajelassi
“Col. James N. Rowe, a United States Army officer who spent five years as a prisoner in Vietnam before escaping in 1968, was shot to death yesterday (April 21, 1989) by gunmen near Manila, where he was a military adviser to the Philippine armed forces. He was 51 years old. Colonel Rowe was being driven to work at the Joint United States Military Advisory Group headquarters in Quezon City, a suburb of Manila, shortly after 7 A.M. when at least two hooded gunmen in a stolen car fired more than 20 bullets into his vehicle.
His driver, Joaquin Vinua, was wounded but was reported out of danger. Colonel Rowe was pronounced dead at a nearby military hospital. Communist Rebels Suspected
No group immediately claimed responsibility for the attack, but Philippine officials said they believed the killers were Communist rebels. The rebels have threatened to attack American targets unless the United States closes its military bases in the Philippines and ends its support of the Philippine military's fight against the insurgency.”
Diary
Vietnam War
Us Army
Green Beret
“Chicken Roast
Puff your plume in anger and fight, cock,
delight the owner of knife
smear sting with pollen and flap your wings
As I said: Twist the arms and keep them bent
roll the rug and come down the terrace
after disturbed sleep
Shoeboots-rifle-whirring bullets-shrieks
The aged undertrial in the next cell weeps and wants to go home
Liberate me let me go let me go home
On its egg in the throne the gallinule doses
asphyxiate in dark
fight back, cock, die and fight, shout with the dumb
Glass splinters on tongue-breast muscles quiver
Fishes open their gills and enfog water
A piece of finger wrapped in pink paper
With eyes covered someone wails in the jailhouse
I can't make out if man or woman
Keep this eyelash on lefthand palm-
and blow off with your breath
Fan out snake-hood in mist
Cobra's abdomen shivers in the hiss of female urination
Deport to crematorium stuffing blood-oozing nose
in cottonwool
Shoes brickbats and torn pantaloons enlitter the streets
I smear my feet with the wave picked up from a stormy sea
That is the alphabet I drew on for letters.
(Translation of Bengali original 'Murgir Roast')”
Anger
Dissent
Protest
Repressions
“It's a good idea to take your time making friends: I usually give it six rounds. Whether they're bullets, beers, or bouts depends on the day.”
Starcraft
Gamecharacter
Pcgame
There There
“But what we are is what our ancestors did. How they survived. We are the memories we don't remember, which live in us, which we feel, which make us sing and dance and pray the way we do, feelings from memories that flare and bloom unexpectedly in our lives like blood through a blanket from a wound made by a bullet fired by a man shooting us in the back for our hair, for our heads, for our bounty, or just to get rid of us.”
There There
Toxic Game
“Whitney may be a complete madman and an absolute fucking wreck of a human being, but he gave me you," Draden said. "I'd still put a bullet in his head, but I'd thank him first.”
Romance
Paranormal
Science Fiction
Ghostwalker Series
All the Light We Cannot See
“Over Volkheimer’s shoulder, through the cracked rear window of the truck shell, Werner watches a red-haired child in a velvet cape float six feet above the road. She passes through trees and road signs, veers around curves; she is as inescapable as a moon.
Werner curls beneath the bench in the back and does not move for hours, bundled in a blanket, refusing tea, tinned meat, while the floating child pursues him through the countryside. Dead girl in the sky, dead girl out the window, dead girl three inches away. Two wet eyes and that third eye of the bullet hole never blinking.”
All The Light We Cannot See
The Bullet Journal Method: Track the Past, Order the Present, Design the Future
“It's part organization, part soul-searching, part dream-weaving.”
Bullet Journal
The Bullet Journal Method: Track the Past, Order the Present, Design the Future
“Writing down this mission statement is also a great way to "wake the page". That's the term I use to describe the act of marking the page for the first time. It's the moment when thought transcends the distance between our inner and outer world, and we breathe life into our ideas.”
Writing
Writing Process
Blank Page
Bullet Journal
“You can't buy bullets with food stamps," says Nick Rael, the store owner of the one store in Milagro, New Mexico, when Amarante Cordova peals off four one-dollar stamps and carefully lays them on the counter.”
Bullets
Milagro
Food Stamps
New Mexico
The Bullet Journal Method: Track the Past, Order the Present, Design the Future
“For everything we say yes to, we're saying no to something else. ... As Bruce Lee once said, "It is not daily increase but daily decrease; hack away the unessential.”
Inspirational
Meaning
Minimalism
Intentionality
Bujo
Bullet Journal
The Bullet Journal Method: Track the Past, Order the Present, Design the Future
“Our lives are lived in season of more, seasons of less, seasons of triumph, seasons of loss. Each season sees our needs change. We live, learn, and adapt. So, too, must our definition of meaning. Things that grow in one season rot in another. If we blindly hold on to the past, we'll be forced to sustain ourselves with the expiring beliefs from seasons gone by. No wonder we're often left feeling unsatisfied, empty, starving for substance.”
Inspiration
Reflection
Bujo
Bullet Journal
“ALL I SAY UNLESS YOU ESCAPED THROUGH BULLETS FROM COMMUNIST REGIME AS I DID YOU DON'T KNOW EXACTLY WHAT FREEDOM AND DEMOCRACY MEAN SINCE I IMMIGRATED TO THE USA I HAVE SEEN AND MEET MANY PEOPLE WHO CALL THEIR SELFS "DEMOCRATS" WHO THEY TAKE THEIR FREEDOM AND DEMOCRACY FOR GRATED I EVEN MEET PEOPLE WHO SUPPORT SOCIALISM I DON'T THEY HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT SOCIALISM IS ALL ABOUT IT, THEY DON'T EVEN KNOW DEMOCRATS THEY SAY AND DO WHATEVER IT TAKES TO GET ELECTED BUT THEY WON'T TELL YOU THE TRUTH. YOU HAVE TO GIVE A LOT TO GET A LITTLE, AT THE END YOU END UP LOSING EVERYTHING FROM YOUR GUN RIGHTS TO YOU FREEDOM OF SPEACH Vladimir Lenin, once said, “The goal of socialism is communism.”
Socialism Communism Marxism
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