Quotes About Danger

He shoved her away, dropping the ax, and tore something from the back of his neck. His hand shot into the air, fingers gripped tightly around the bright pink snake.

They might. But you're playing on their natural instincts to flee danger. Thinking like your prey . . . that's where you find their vulnerabilities,

A pod's activated ahead of us, releasing a gush of steam that parboils everyone in its path, leaving the victims intestine-pink and very dead.

No one is safe. Not in the Capitol. Not in the disctricts. And you...in Thirteen...Dead by morning!

Mi-am petrecut atât de mult timp asigrându-m? c? nu-mi subestimez adversarii, încât am uitat c? e aproape tot atât de periculos s?-i supraestimez.

He had a feeling they would never have a discussion like this again - about whether one would go into danger without the other.

But I'm not convinced I won't be perfectly barbecued by the time we reach the city's center.

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

the fluffy golden squirrels turn out to be carnivorous and attack in packs, and the butterfly stings bring agony if not death. But

At some point, you have to stop running and turn around and face whoever wants you dead. The hard thing is finding the courage to do it. Well,

Not if Cato comes and kills you.

for Katniss Everdeen. At the mention of my name, Peeta's face contorts in effort. "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!

It's better for him than Johanna. They'll figure out he doesn't know anything pretty fast. And they won't kill him if they think they can use him against you,

El foc s'escampa! I si nosaltres cremem, us cremareu amb nosaltres!

law of District Thirteen. As would her own. Thank you." In other words, I step out of line and we're all dead.

This is one of his death traps.

and muddy. The long sleeves keep getting caught on thorns and branches as I run through the woods. The pack of muttation tributes draws closer and closer until it overcomes me with hot breath and dripping fangs and I scream myself awake. It's too

Wait until I'm in the arena and sic starving wild animals on me.

say "nightlock,

My father could have made good money selling them, but if the officials found out he would have been publicly executed for inciting a rebellion.

They don't know they are playing on a grave yard.

Gunfire rips through the crowd, and several people near me slump to the ground.

A kind Peeta Mellark is far more dangerous than an unkind one

But the apples must have set off enough mines, causing debris to activate the others.