Quotes About Warning

Sometimes life brought you to corners that you saw coming, big changes altering your direction and focus thanks to a given event, like a mating or the birth of a young. Other times, though, the glacial shifts came without warning, popping out of nowhere. - Payton

And I realize the unbearable anguish of insanity: how uninformed people can be thinking insane people are happy, O God, in fact it was Irwin Garden once warned me not to think the madhouses are full of happy nuts. (p. 200)

Way far back in the beginning of the world was the whirlwind warning that we could all be blown away like chips and cry- Men with tired eyes realize it now, and wait to deform and decay- with maybe they have the power of love yet in their hearts just the same, I just don't know what that word means anymore- All I want is an ice cream cone

it should serve as a warning to those rash political theorists of to-day who speak with certitude of social processes. Capitalism

The British are coming. One if by land, two if by sea.

Orwell's '1984' convinced me, rightly or wrongly, that Marxism was only a quantum leap away from tyranny. By contrast, Huxley's 'Brave New World' suggested that the totalitarian systems of the future might be subservient and ingratiating.

It is no coincidence that the growth of modern tyrants has in every case been heralded by the growth of prejudice.

Stay in school kids or you'll end up being an umpire.

The rising of birds in their flight is the sign of an ambuscade. Startled beasts indicate that a sudden attack is coming.

Laugh not at the dead, for the corpse at your feet is prophetic of your own destiny.

Humour is the best weapon to fight any battle. But there is a thin line between humour and humiliation and beware not to cross it.

Dear Ones, Beware of the tiny gods frightened men Create To bring anesthetic relief to their sad days

I don't think I really have any wisdom. Stay out of trouble. Good luck. Stay away from women because they will burn you, haha.

Beware of those who would use violence, too often it is violence they want and neither truth nor freedom.

Obsessions and fixations are not really my field. All I know, when the mind really grabs hold of something, look out.

keep looking at me like that," he warned, leaning casually into the counter and sipping his coffee. "see what happens." "i'm going to lose my job over you." "i'd give you another one." i snorted. "as what? your sex slave?" "what a provocative suggestion. let's discuss.

Among the students, the Phantom was often held up as a cautionary figure: Anybody who was too much of a grind or who lacked social graces was warned that he or she was "going to wind up like the Phantom."10 Yet if a new student complained that having him around made him feel uncomfortable, he was immediately warned: "He was a better mathematician than you'll ever be!

Beware the hobby that eats.

My father warned me about men and booze but he never said anything about women and cocaine.

anxious kids are just following the instructions that their worry brain is giving: Proceed with caution; handle with care; warning: danger ahead.

Lord Raoul asked me to tell you that if you get yourself killed, he will never speak to you again.

In the moment when that glass passed from his hand to mine, something sent up a high wild warning cry in the back of my mind. Persephone's irrevocable pomegranate seeds, Never take food from strangers; old stories where one sip or bite seals the spellbound walls forever, dissolves the road home into mist and blows it away on the wind.

Trey says, with absolute bedrock certainty, "He wouldn't do that." Cal reached the point a long time ago where those words make him tired for all of humanity. All the innocents say that, and believe it tot he bone, right p until the moment when they can't any more. My husband would never do that to our children, my baby ain't no thief. Cal feels like he ought to stand on a street corner handing out warnings, little pieces of paper that just say: Anyone could do anything.

Only, somewhere far inside my spine and deep in the palms of my hands, something hummed; like a sound too low to hear, like a warning, like a cello string when a tuning fork strikes the perfect tone to call it awake.