Quotes About Warning

I had a good teacher. Better not have been Myrnin or I'll have to kick his predatory ass. I mean you, dummy.

You humans, always eating. I'll make you soup. You can eat it while you keep working. Myrnin set aside his book and walked into the back of the lab. Don't use the same beaker you used for poisons! Claire yelled after him. He waved a pale hand. I mean it!

Myrnin turned away to pick up his Ben Franklin spectacles, balanced them on his nose, and looked over them to say, Don't do drugs. I feel I ought to say that.

Michael!" Oliver's voice came faint through the front door. "Something you should see, my boy! Look out your windows!" "Trap," Shane said instantly, and reached out to grab Michael's arm as he walked by. "Don't, man." "What's he going to do? Make faces at me?

Don't," Michael said. It was soft, and it was a warning, through and through. "You try to hurt her again and I'll pull your arm off.

Myrnin, drive carefully. Understand? Of course. He didn't.

Hey," he said softly. He moved closer to the bars, pressing his face between them. "I always said you were jailbait, but this is ridiculous.

Mind the dead man, my dear.

Hey, Mikey? You get her hurt and I'll end you. You let anything happen to Eve and I'll do the same, Michael said. He'd just finished kissing Eve, too. While you're at it, don't get yourself killed, either, bro. Ditto. And don't kiss me.

Losing one pint of blood's an accident. Losing two is carelessness.

Monica looked even more confused. Nobody ever turned down being part of the queenbee's inner circle. After that second of vulnerability, though, her face hardened. Don't diss me,Danvers. I'm warning you. I'm not dissing you. Claire sighed. I'm ignoring you. There's a difference. Dissing you implies I think you're actually important.

Fire is always ready to burn the hand it warms.

At least you left out the oh-my-God sauce this time. Made myself a batch with it, Shane said. It's got the biohazard sticker on it in the fridge, so don't bitch if you get flamed.

Best to flee now, before the pitchforks and torches and scientists come calling.

Maybe she'd seen too many Japanese horror movies, and maybe it was just a tingle of warning from generations of superstitious ancestors, but suddenly she knew that what Alyssa wanted was not to be saved, but for Shane to join her. In death.

Michael...Michael got bitten. And now he's a vampire. But he doesn't remember becoming one, and that's a big problem. So if you see him, don't, you know, hug. He bites. He doesn't mean it, though.

Do be careful. I can't replace you as easily as all that.

Don't read it. Just shred and burn, or your eyes will melt.

The Apocalypse must be near, because a guy is arguing against grilling.

Don't bait the cougars.

Remember, losing one pint of blood's an accident. Losing two is carelessness.

Touch my other son and die.

Another thing I don't want on my tombstone, Shane said. You have others? Claire asked. He held up one finger. I thought it wasn't loaded, Shane said. Second finger. Hand me a match so I can check the gas tank. Third finger. Killed over ice cream. Basically, any death that requires me to be stupid first.

The road we have long been traveling is deceptively easy, a smooth superhighway on which we progress with great speed, but at its end lies disaster.