Quotes About Danger

Pies are so much fun to make—and so simple! All it takes to make a tender, flaky crust is the right amount of vegetable shortening, cut into flour with a sprinkle of cold water, and just a pinch of salt. Cherries have the right sweet-to-tart taste—and are also a good source of poison! Just crush the pits or stems. There you'll find prussic acid, also known as hydrogen cyanide: easy to sprinkle into both the filling and the crust. How sweet it is!

They say you have to watch out for a woman scorned . Let me tell you, a woman in mourning can be just as deadly.

I'm used to seducing and then killing men when they are at their most vulnerable. Tonight, though, it is me who is fighting the urge to surrender.

Late at night, my friend Boris and I stood by the tracks and the train passed with orange lights in all its windows but not a single passenger head to be seen. Where are the passengers? I asked. The train is empty? Oh, they are there, you just don't see them. They're on the floor. There used to be snipers all along the tracks and so there are stretches of the rails where people all lie down on the floor so they won't be shot.

And whom do I call my enemy? An enemy must be worthy of engagement. I turn in the direction of the sun and keep walking. It's the heart that asks the question, not my furious mind. The heart is the smaller cousin of the sun. It sees and knows everything. It hears the gnashing even as it hears the blessing. The door to the mind should only open from the heart. An enemy who gets in, risks the danger of becoming a friend.

It's not much fun, you know, being a middle-aged woman, safe and protected, on a roof, thinking of other people in danger.

Carla always says, "I don't like risks." In Greg's opinion, there's no way to avoid them. It's just a matter of whether you choose dangerous action or dangerous inaction.

a person would need more than one good kick to stop a murderer.

Era la guerra de una generación desprevenida; y su mayor peligro radicaba precisamente en la fe intacta de los pueblos en la justicia unilateral de su causa

pero intuye un peligro, al igual que los perros cuando sus dueños se preparan para salir de casa y dejarlos solos durante

There's something wrong with the brakes." He didn't recognize his shaky, weak voice. He pumped them again. Nothing.  "There's something wrong with the BRAKES?" "I don't think we have any." "We don't have any BRAKES?" "Bro, it doesn't help to repeat everything I say!" Jonah yelled.

We just stole a painting and smuggled ourselves off a train," Amy said, trying to sound confident. "And we can't shop ?

After a traumatic experience, the human system of self-preservation seems to go onto permanent alert, as if the danger might return at any moment.

The guarantee of safety in a battering relationship can never be based upon a promise from the perpetrator, no matter how heartfelt. Rather, it must be based upon the self-protective capability of the victim. Until the victim has developed a detailed and realistic contingency plan and has demonstrated her ability to carry it out, she remains in danger of repeated abuse.

Watch out for flying coconuts.

Lions and tigers, and bears, oh my! - Dorothy in Wizard of Oz (1939)

She figured out that the only way to keep from being frozen was to stay in motion, and long ago converted most of her flesh into liquid. Now when she smells danger, she spills herself all over, like gasoline, and lights it.

The danger of success is that it makes us forget the world's dreadful injustice.

I'll say one thing for you, there's never a dull moment when you're around, wot with everyone who meets you wantin' to kill you. - Billy

Abjection is above all ambiguity. Because, while releasing a hold, it does not radically cut off the subject from what threatens it --- on the contrary, abjection acknowledges it to be in perpetual danger.

No hay nada más peligroso que alguien que decide ser decente en el último minuto. Hará cualquier cosa por intentar enmendar su pasado.

Caroline, do you value your neck?" "Yes, I'm rather fond of it. Why?" "Because if you don't shut up, I'm going to wring it.

I am going to kill you," he hissed. She gulped. "Don't you want to lecture me first?" He stared at her with a heavy dose of stupefaction. "I take that back," he said with precisely clipped words. "First I am going to strangle you, and then I am going to kill you." "Here?" she asked doubtfully, looking around. "Won't my dead body look suspicious in the morning?

And then, well . . . He might have slept for a bit. He rather hoped he was sleeping, because he was quite certain he'd seen a six-foot rabbit hopping through his bedchamber, and if that wasn't a dream, they were all in very big trouble. Although really, it wasn't the rabbit that was so dangerous as much as the giant carrot he was swinging about like a mace. That carrot would feed an entire village.