Alexander Pushkin 
Marie 

Ah what folly; you have had some words with Alexis. What then? A harsh word can not be hung up by the neck. He gives you impertinence, give him the same; if he give you a slap, return the blow; he a second, you a third; in the end we will compel you to make peace. Whilst if you fight–well, if you should kill him, God be with him for I do not like him much; but if he should perforate you, what a nice piece of business Then who will pay for the broken pots?