You're not addressing barbarians tonight.

He is quite a savage.

Scratch a Russian and find a Tartar.

Then the boss poke his finger in my chest and he says

The crowd love a barbarian.

Oh, his hunting dogs.

The savage in man is never quite eradicated.

Each man calls barbarism whatever is not his own practice.

In culture, they are on the same plane as savages.

And the people can hold their heads up high.

Music has charms to soothe a savage breast.

There are still barbarous nations.

Tom Nardini.

Herman is so... savage.

My father's war against the barbarians...

That's totally barbaric!

It is brutal and cruel and dark.

And in it, Tolstoy told of a trip that he'd recently made to a very remote area of the Caucasus, where there were only wild barbarians, who had never left this part of Russia.

The young man who has not wept is a savage, and the old man who will not laugh is a fool.

They thought it was a barbarian raid.

Easterlings and Southrons are passing through the Black Gate.

Is using fingers uncivilized?

But sometimes, like today, we fall, we fall so fast, so fast to shadow, we fall so fast to barbaria.

It's made of light and shadow.

Because it's not, the barbaria we have today, it's perhaps not the barbaria we think.

Whenever we think of indigenous people and landscape, we either invoke Rousseau and the old canard of the noble savage, which is an idea racist in its simplicity, or alternatively, we invoke Thoreau and say these people are closer to the Earth than we are.

Baseball? No. Boxing, football, ice hockey the truly barbaric sports.

Sacking Rome became a barbarian pastime.

Honorius and the Western Roman Empire were besieged by barbarian hordes from the beginning.

My history's a little hazy, Cassius... but shouldn't the barbarians lose the battle of Carthage?

Where'd you get this, the poor store?

With many, many, many, many face of barbaria.

That's why we must adapt.

Your emperor is pleased to give you... the barbarian horde!

The savage robbed me of my precious jewels and ran away.

In revenge and in love woman is more barbarous than man is.

As a matter of fact, we admired each other.

So he said, I told them about Napoleon and Alexander the Great and Frederick the Great and Julius Caesar, and they loved it.

It was not till the boats returned from the pursuit of these whales, that the whites saw their ship in bloody possession of the savages enrolled among the crew.

Affected by the solemnity of the scene, there was a wondering gaze of incredulous curiosity in his countenance.

In these last mentioned haunts you see only sailors but in New Bedford, actual cannibals stand chatting at street corners savages outright many of whom yet carry on their bones unholy flesh.

I am tormented with an everlasting itch for things remote.

It's OK. We are in the light.

On the oceans of Australasia, courage, strength and youth are sacrificed, sacrificed to barbarians whose only honour is atrocity.

Life in the state of nature was nasty, brutish and short.