Quotes About Danger

Madam Octa —

Listening to demons was dangerous. Better to act in haste and shut your ears to them. But I couldn't help myself. There was something darkly inviting about his tone. It was like when someone was about to tell a gruesome but hilarious joke. I could feel the awfulness of it, but also the humour. I had to hear him out.

I said: All right, talk, but do you mind putting the gun away? My wife doesn't care, but I'm pregnant and I don't want the child to be born with...

A bullet kissed a hole in the door-frame close to my noodle.

Few men get killed. Most of those who meet sudden ends get themselves killed.

She's in," he said when I joined him. "She went up the road, cut across through some bushes, came back to the edge of the cliff, and slid feet-first through a cellar window." That was nice. The crazier the people you are sleuthing act, as a rule, the nearer you are to an ending of your troubles.

For myself, I counted on coming through all in one piece. Few men get killed. Most of those who meet sudden ends get themselves killed.

Seriously? You won't help me?" "Help yourself get killed? No, I won't.

His body rigid with terror as he waited for the savages to something horrible to him—bash his head with clubs, or stab him with spears, or… …or tap him on the shoulder.

The Mollusks—generous hosts when they weren't trying to kill you.

Auto racing is boring except when a car is going at least 172 miles per hour upside down.

I live in Miami, which can be a dangerous place, with a segment of the population capable of horrific acts of violence. And those are the police. The criminals are even worse.

But when you take over a ship with a bomb threat, you really go first-class.

IF YOU COME NEAR THIS BOAT, I WILL CUT OFF HIS HEAD, D'YOU UNDERSTAND, SAVAGES?

The brain can be a dangerous thing. Even more so if you haven't got one.

It occurred to her, in a moment of sudden clarity, that what had always caused her anxiety, or stress, or worry, was not any one force, nothing independent and external- it wasn't danger to herself or the constant calamity of other people and their problems. It was internal: it was subjective: it was not knowing.

Death is hungry and Destruction is determined and it does not like its intended victims to get away.

Zero Day was here.

His jumpsuit was white, and on the back were the letters D and R printed in black. They stood for "death row". Mars had equated it to a snake's rattle, warning folks to stay the hell away.

You know what happened to her predecessors? Of course. It's sort of like the Defense Against the Dark Arts teachers. Bad things happen to them. Defense Against the Dark Arts? You know, in Harry Potter .

knew there were guys inside waiting to kill you. He held the phone in front of the reader

Heard you killed 'em later on. In the woods.

Assassins tended to favor bulky clothing and small handguns.

Rogers raised a fist to deliver a blow to the head that would have almost certainly killed the man. The spot on his head was burning like somebody had set it on fire with an acetylene torch.