Quotes About Warning

On the eve of the French Revolution, Burke cautioned that "criminal means, once tolerated, are soon preferred.

I've read enough Stephen King books to know that you don't go fooling around with the supernatural.

I was Jackie's sitter and I was responsible for him. Sure I warned him. Sure he was being obnoxious. But the bottom line was he was injured and I was not supposed to let that happen.

Some families sell their stock off a little at a time to live high, and then—boom—somebody takes them over, and it all goes down the drain. One of the real reasons I'm writing this book is so my grandchildren and great-grandchildren will read it years from now and know this: If you start any of that foolishness, I'll come back and haunt you. So don't even think about

ADMONITION  (ADMONI'TION)   n.s.[admonitio, Lat.]The hint of a fault or duty; counsel; gentle reproof.

And all who heard should see them there, And all should cry, Beware! Beware! His flashing eyes, his floating hair! Weave a circle round him thrice, And close your eyes with holy dread, For he on honey-dew hath fed, And drunk the milk of Paradise.

While we try to find out what happened to her, there's something you should keep in mind." Jess arched a brow. "Oh?" "If Hayes Bannock has your wife, you probably top his shit list. Be afraid.

Whatever else you were about to say, don't. Don't look at me all calf-eyed. Don't nurse any romantic options about me just because I told you that you're pretty or related a sob story about some old horse. - Lee Coburn

A fool is someone who ignores warning signs

If Hayes Bannock has your wife, you probably top his shit list. Be afraid.

Beware of women in white who look and move and talk like goddesses. Sooner or later there 'll be hell to pay.

It's raining outside, and the rush of water is a million murmuring voices, cajoling, soothing, warning, impatient. Get moving, they say.

She had been warned away from it her entire life, for its depth came quickly, its coldness was fierce, and the Kelpie lay in wait.

And if I see you step foot on my property again, I'll do more than make a phone call," he says, waving the baseball bat around menacingly.

A second later, when he looked up at me, we were face to face, and again, even under these circumstances, I was struck by how good looking he was, in that accidental, doesn't-even-know-it kind of way. Which only made it worse. Or better. Or whatever. Yup, he said, as if there'd been any doubt, you're in there, all right. I was warned, too,I told him, as he stood up. I just saw that sculpture, and I got distracted. The sculpture? He looked at it, then at me. Oh, right. Because you know it.

Careful, she called out to me, her voice sharp; part admonishment, part warning. But I'd been that way all this time, and it hadn't changed a thing. Maybe it was better to barrel through life, breaking fragile things and catching on every jagged edge. Neat or messy, calm or crazy, I still ended up in this same place.

Be careful, darling. Your footsteps land heavy here. Your racket will wake the dragons.

This is the thing no one prepares you for where disaster are concerned. There is no ominous black cloud, no spooky chill, no neon sign that flashes: Stop! Please! Go back to bed! There's something really really dreadful waiting to happen around the corner! I beg of you, do not continue!

WHETHER people who are greatly respected know what they are saying: Laura (Riding) Jackson warns of the danger that "thinkers" can constitute for the rest of humanity.

The Shrink always warned me that carriers stay wracked with lifelong guilt. It's not an uplifting thing having turned lovers into monsters. We feel bad that we haven't turned into monsters ourselves--survivor's guilt, that's called. And we feel a bit stupid that we didn't notice our own symptoms earlier. I mean, I'd been sort of wondering why the Atkins diet was giving me night vision. But that hadn't seemed like something to worry about...

You know,I think I'd rather freeze than continue this conversation. You've been warned.Proceed at your own risk." He smiled. "I always do,darlin'.

In response to his question, she warned, "There will not be any more kissing. You were an excellent teacher. I graduated from your class." He laughed,though he was quick to rejoin, "How disappointing. You were supposed to claim ineptitude and ask for further guidance.

Scream now, Duchess, while you've got the chance. You won't get another.

Do you know what would happen to you if I had found you then? This—and a helluva lot more.