arguments

In life, toughness and roughness go together.

Logic, it is often said, is the study of valid arguments. It is a systematic attempt to distinguish valid arguments from invalid arguments.

We seldom learn much from someone with whom we agree.

If you can't impress them with your argument, impress them with your actions.

It's amazing--my parents call everything a discussion. If I were standing across the street, firing a bazooka at my mother, while my father was launching mortar back at me, and Jeffery was charging down the driveway with a grenade in his teeth, my parents would say we should stop having this public "discussion".

Our community deserves leaders who should know what debates and arguments are better conducted out of the public eye, instead of dumping their baskets of dirty laundry all over the internet. Our community deserves leaders who do not put political expedience or convenience before their commitments to those they supposedly represent. Our community deserves leaders who do not make about-turns on issues such as freedom of speech and accountability to the community they serve when it becomes too embarrassing for them, or too uncomfortable. Our community deserves leaders who can and want to work together, not fling their handbags at each other, hissing like drama queens.

The longer a person's twitter @username is, the harder it is to argue with them _ on twitter.

Arguments should always be held in private. Audiences inflate the ego.

If you can win an argument by stretching your lips with a smile, why open your mouth and lose it.

In a short time a group of commissioners arrived to begin organization of a new Indian agency in the valley. One of them mentioned the advantages of schools for Joseph__ people. Joseph replied that the Nez Percés did not want the white man__ schools. __hy do you not want schools?_ the commissioner asked. __hey will teach us to have churches,_ Joseph answered. __o you not want churches?_ __o, we do not want churches._ __hy do you not want churches?_ __hey will teach us to quarrel about God,_ Joseph said. __e do not want to learn that. We may quarrel with men sometimes about things on this earth, but we never quarrel about God. We do not want to learn that.

I'm sorry you don't like coming back here," her mother often said, to cap whatever petty dust-up they'd had. How could Emily explain: it wasn't her mother or Kersey she'd disowned, but her earlier self, that strange, ungrateful girl who strove to be first at everything and threw tantrums when she failed.

If you don't want to be in an argument with someone, it is probably best to try to solve the problem, rather than lying around hoping the other person will do it for you.

The problem with arguments is that it never adds up to any value to the subject.

[I]t kind of terrified me to imagine myself spending the rest of my life tinkering on the margins of the small arguments.

Silence isn't always agreement. Sometimes people no longer argue because they no longer care.

They argued about the weather, sports, sex, war, race, politics, and religion; neither of them knew the subjects they debated, but it seemed that the less they knew the better the could argue.

I strongly object to wrong arguments on the right side. I think I object to them more than to the wrong arguments on the wrong side.

Hate. The word is thrown around as uselessly and as often as love is, and is used as a means in which to accuse and inflict damage; the weak-in-argument (weak in general) use it to discredit those with whom they disagree rather than dissect the issues for what they really are. I liken it to the predictable ad hominem attack, which is about as transparent as those who so ridiculously claim to know what__ in the heart of another.