Quotes About Danger

There is no hunting like the hunting of man, and those who have hunted armed men long enough and liked it, never care for anything else thereafter. —ERNEST HEMINGWAY "On the Blue Water," Esquire, April 1936

Then this other guy, the thirteenth guy, comes crashing right into me. Even with all that was going on I thought, Drug addict. He was pale and sweaty, stank like raw sewage, and had a glazed bug-eyed stare. Sick bastard even tried to bite me, but

Tom adjusted his sword and checked his knives and his pistol. If there had been anyone to see his face, they would have seen a man at peace with himself and the world. And if they were wise they would know that such a man was the most dangerous of all opponent - one who fights to preserve love rather than perpetuate hate.

If it rushed he'd slash. Stabbing is a fool's move, the blade gets caught. Ben knew that quick slashes could fend off even a big hound or a boar.

And they don't know what kind of raw, unfiltered hell they'd be stepping into if they try to break in here." Lindsey

Bunny, Top and Cole kept themselves belted in and braced, because Lydia Rose drove like a maniac. "She's going to kill us all," yelled Cole. "Don't want to play the man card here," yelled Top, "but woman up." "'Woman up' is not a thing, you sexist freak.

the compactor scene from the 1977 Star Wars movie.

Read any Comments section on the Web, and you will see what this means: the replacement of reason by anger, and argument by vilification. Civility is dying, and when it dies, civilisation itself is in danger.

Civility is dying, and when it dies, civilisation itself is in danger.

Well, when you're being held at gunpoint by a geriatric madman in a metal skirt, you've kind of hit rock bottom anyway. It can't really get much worse.

At last! Am I glad to see you! Right, stab this guy quickly, and let's be going.

At Lockwood & Co., George was famous for not being able to throw or catch with any accuracy. Back in the kitchen at Portland Row, even the casual passing out of fruit or bags of chips became an exercise fraught with danger.

Here we go," the Skull sighed. "Cue crisis!

What was it about Albert? He seemed to live almost entirely in the present, able to cut himself off from the unpleasantness of the past and the perils of even the most imminent future. Sure, it kept him in more or less constant danger of death, but it was not the least of his talents. Scarlett, on whom certain aspects of the past weighed heavily, found that she envied it greatly.

Jonathan Stroud

Well, when you're being held at gunpoint by a geriatric madman in a metal skirt, you've kind of hit rock bottom anyway," George said. "It can't really get much worse.

This was what she liked — a clear, straightforward objective, a simple danger to be faced down. But more than that, she had a sense that things were going her way. She had a bulging sack of banknotes, a head start on her enemies, a gun in hand, and the wilderness up ahead. Life was good again, and the sun was shining too.

I'm sure there are wolves around. Savage ones. They'll be drawn by the scent. You'll open the window and find me gone. Just my trainers left, with my little feet inside them.

And don't bump the backpack. It's got gelignite in it. If it goes off, your head'll shoot over the rooftops and ping between the chimneys.

Nothing that she had known about demons had quite prepared her for Bartimeaus' personality. Their conversations, framed against a backdrop of fear and danger, remained fresh in her mind. Full of vitality, insight, and above all, an unexpected rapport.

Jabor finally appeared at the top of the stairs, sparks of flame radiating from his body and igniting the fabric of the house around him. He caught sight of the boy, reached out his hand and stepped forward. And banged his head nicely on the low-slung attic door.

I've never been shot, but this probably what it feels like, that second of nothingness right before the pain catches up to the bullet.

But I do not think we can wait for painting. This place is dangerous for us. Perlain is already impatient with us. I can see it by the way he lashes his tail.

Val prayed the remaining two weeks would fly past. The dangers of being picked off on patrol, or being overrun and killed by Boers in British uniforms, was infinitely preferable to the grimness of social availability in Pretoria