I have been touched by extreme violence, and I have been robbed of the life I always wanted by someone who chose to do evil.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I myself am a very nonviolent person and only resort to violence when I absolutely have to.
Violence ravaged my life. I was a victim of hatred, and I have dedicated my life to reversing that hatred.
I object to violence because when it appears to do good, the good is only temporary; the evil it does is permanent.
Violence isn't always evil. What's evil is the infatuation with violence.
I have a kind of magnetic attraction to situations of violence.
I've always known a lot of very bad people, destructive, brutes of a certain kind. Then I've seen these lovely impulses and what not, and they've stayed with me and comforted me.
I'm a very great non-violent character. I would never resort to violence to change anything.
I'm nihilistic, antagonistic, violent, horrible - but not obliterated, yet. I just refuse to be beaten down. I think it's stubborness that keeps me going.
When I recall my own path of life I cannot but speak of the violence, hatred and lies. A lesson drawn from such experiences, however, was that we can effectively oppose violence only if we ourselves do not resort to it.
I suffered evils, but without allowing them to rob me of the freedom to expand.