Quotes About Danger

Beware the ignorant, Lorenzo. They're the most dangerous enemy of all, because they are everywhere.

Yine kilerdeki gizli yerinde saklanm??t?. Ama küçük bir çocuk deÄŸildi ÅŸimdi; tam on dört ya??ndayd? ve bu küçük deliÄŸe art?k zar zor s???yordu. Eskiden oynad?klar? o neÅŸeli bir saklambaç oyunlar?ndan çok farkl?, çok daha korkunç bir sebeple girmiÅŸti buraya. Yakalan?rsa öleceÄŸini biliyordu... Sayfa: 1

spelen met vuur

Tehlike yaln?zca soyut bir kavramken korkusuz olmak kolayd?r.

Watch out for the icy patch

Was the house being watched? They could not see the Wolf Men, and more importantly, Catherine could not smell them. So taking a chance, they ran up the steps to the front door and rang the bell. It was opened almost at once. "Come in, come in quickly," said Mrs. Poole. "Poor Miss Frankenstein has killed a man!

Never in all history has man had to face such terrible dangers. He is at the point where he is no longer sure of being able to control the situation. The economic, political, and military systems he has established have turned against him and imposed themselves upon him.

Like a real dumb idiot, I believed that to avoid a grenade that drops in the water, you could just jump in the water, and you'd be fine.

I wanted to be like the heroes of the books I read. That's why I wanted to go to the jungle. I wasn't interested in danger from the adrenaline aspect, I was more interested in the romance.

If you make the bad guy enticing and dangerous, that's where the excitement of playing the role really kicks in. I don't get to do that in my normal day-to-day life. Life is too taxing to go to those dark places.

Fear can be a killer.

I'm a terrible cook. I am not allowed to go in the kitchen anymore after I almost burned down the apartment in New York.

I've always played the guy with the gun and the knife. That's how many actors start out, playing the bad guy.

I've had people turn up to book signings with knives, with guns.

My second bout with Cro Cop was the hardest. I had a serious injury in my eye during the fight and he knocked me out in the second round. I think it was the closest I've been to death.

The lesson I learned from the Cung Le fight is this: What we do is very dangerous and really shouldn't be played with. I should have just knocked him out, not let him dance around and look good.

It's dangerous if you don't know what you're doing. The greatest risk of injury is knocking off a piece of ice with your pick and having it fall on your forehead.

Grunts on the line, where the enemy wants them dead, still goof off - even knowing that by letting their guard down they might die.

A little knowledge is a dangerous thing, but a little want of knowledge is also a dangerous thing.

My body cheerfully informed me that he felt really good pressed against me like that, all hard muscles and smooth contours and ominous bulges. My body liked the air of barely leashed strength and caged mayhem he was giving off. My body thought he smelled really good, like heat and coffee and electricity. My body was going to get me killed.

What the hell was he carrying this shit around for?" the second vamp demanded. "It's useful in making captures, subduing difficult prisoners." Pritkin shrugged. "Then . . . this is a weapon." "Yes." "But he was going on a date." Pritkin looked confused.

My name is Cassie Palmer and I've cheated death more times than anyone has a right to expect. In the last two months, I've been shot, stabbed, beaten and blown up a few dozen times, and that doesn't count all the magical ways I've almost been killed. I'd have been dead a long time ago if not for my friends, one of whom had just jumped off the cliff after me. I'd have been a lot more appreciative if he hadn't pushed me first.

Is anything going to kill me if I use your bathroom?" I finally asked. "Knowing you?" Pritkin's voice was muffled since he hadn't raised his head. I frowned. "Is that a yes?" A couple of fingers came up to massage his temple. "That is a no. Assuming you didn't bring anything deadly along with you.

He had all the self-preservation instincts of a bug near a shiny windshield.