I didn't want to be alone, but I had to learn that the dimensions of my feelings are too violent. I had to learn this.
Klaus KinskiRead
At sixteen I get drafted. When I read the draft notice, I cry. Not because I'm a coward - I'm not afraid of anyone. But I don't want to kill or be killed.
Interpretation
The quote expresses a deep fear of violence and the moral conflict of participating in war, rather than a fear of confrontation itself.
Klaus Kinski reflects on the profound emotional turmoil that accompanies the notion of being drafted into war at a young age. While he recognizes that he is not afraid of facing others, he is resolutely against the idea of taking a life or losing his own. This highlights a courageous stance of rejecting the glorification of war and violence, emphasizing moral integrity over societal expectations of bravery.
In practice
This quote can be used in a speech about the moral implications of war.
I didn't want to be alone, but I had to learn that the dimensions of my feelings are too violent. I had to learn this.
God, if ever I have come close to wanting to commit suicide, it is now, with the groggy sleepless blood dragging through my veins, and the air thick and gray with rain ... I fell into bed again this morning, begging for sleep, withdrawing into the dark, warm, fetid escape from action, from responsibility. No good.
When life seems hard, the courageous do not lie down and accept defeat; instead, they are all the more determined to struggle for a better future.
There are nine million people who see me in the ring and hate my guts. Most of them are white. That's okay. Just spell my name right.
Only let the North exert as much moral influence over the South, as the South has exerted demoralizing influence over the North, and slavery would die amid the flame of Christian remonstrance, and faithful rebuke, and holy indignation
Not responding is a response--we are equally responsible for what we don't do. In the case of animal slaughter, to throw your hands in the air is to wrap your fingers around a knife handle.
We, the soldiers who have returned from battle stained with blood, we who have seen our relatives and friends killed before our eyes, we who have attended their funerals and cannot look into the eyes of their parents, we who have come from a land where parents bury their children, we who have fought against you, the Palestinians We say to you today in a loud and clear voice: Enough of blood and tears. Enough.
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