Quotes About Danger

I wanted to talk to him. To hear his dangerous voice, the voice that he used with women ('Hi, baby, how you doin'? Sittin' on the phone?' The 'hi' drawn out in a low, implicating whisper.) I wanted to hear the coldness that was so deep . . . That coldness of spirit that had made it so thrilling to get his attention.

What the hell was she doing on the nonhostage side of a handgun?

He pushed her down onto the floor, thrusting himself in front of her as he drew his gun from the back waistband of his jeans. Four to one, no six —shit, there were six gunmen! He might've been able to take four if he used up his life's allotment of miracles all at once, but six ! He'd have to fire first and keep firing even after he was hit.

If he's at this party, I want you to stay far away from him." "Shouldn't that rule apply to you, and Jules, too? Unless your penises make you magically bulletproof.

Technically, I am unarmed. But no one should ever underestimate the harm that fingernails can do. Especially if the target is unprepared.

Poison. The perfect weapon for a snake.

Not daring to flee since my general location has just been broadcast to any killer who cares. I mean, I know it's cold out here and not everybody has a sleeping bag.

I flee what I can't fight. What can only do me harm.

Obviously this person's a hazard. Stupid people are dangerous.

because I have learned the hard way how deadly these beauties can be.

The only thing worse than fighting a giant scorpion was fighting a giant scorpion who was trying to protect her young.

Allow me to translate, Twitchtip said, not even bothering to move. "She said if you don't stop your incessant babble, that big rat sitting in the boat next to you will rip your head off.

The rat was merely trying to sleep. Believe me, pup, if I had wanted to kill you we wouldn't be having this conversation," said Ripred.

In other words, I step out of line and we're all dead.

Something keeps me moving forward, though. A lifetime of watching the Hunger Games lets me know that certain areas of the arena are rigged for certain attacks. And that if I can just get away from this section, I might be able to move out of reach of the launchers. I might also then fall straight into a pit of vipers, but I can't worry about that now.

I'm bad news, all right," said Coriolanus.

Plants are tricky. Many are edible, but one false mouthful and your dead

We sit in silence awhile then I blurt out the thing that's on both our minds. "How are we going to kill these people, Peeta?

Katniss...how do you think this will end? What will be left? No one is safe. Not in the Capitol. Not in the districts. And you...in Thirteen..." He inhales sharply, as if fighting for air; his eyes look insane. "Dead by morning!

Tiny, searing stabs. Wherever the droplets of mist touch my skin. "Run!" I scream at the others. "Run!" Finnick snaps awake instantly, rising to counter an enemy. But when he sees the wall of fog, he tosses a still-sleeping Mags onto his back and takes off. Peeta is on his feet but not as alert. I grab his arm and begin to propel him through the jungle after Finnick.

It was building up in his chest, that long guttural howl reserved for real emergencies — like when you ran into a saber-toothed tiger without your club, or your fire went out during the Ice Age.

Somehow I don't think he's talking about Rue. She didn't drop a nest of tracker jackers on him.

If peeta and I were both die, or they thought we were…

Because once the force field blew, you'd be the first ones they'd try to capture, and the less you knew, the better," says Haymitch. "The first ones? Why?" I say, trying to hang on to the train of thought. "For the same reason the rest of us agreed to die to keep you alive," says Finnick.