Quotes About Danger

Just beyond the ticket booth Father had painted on a wall in bright red letters the question: DO YOU KNOW WHICH IS THE MOST DANGEROUS ANIMAL IN THE ZOO? An arrow pointed to a small curtain. There were so many eager, curious hands that pulled at the curtain that we had to replace it regularly. Behind it was a mirror.

the most dangerous animal in a zoo is Man.

if you fall into a lion's pit, the reason the lion will tear you to pieces is not because it's hungry-be assured, zoo animals are amply fed-or because it's bloodthirsty, but because you've invaded it's territory.

Und dann war da die Frau, der ein Löwe den Sari auszog. Sie drehte sich wie ein Jojo, denn dem tödlichen Ende zog sie die tödliche Schande dann doch vor. [...] Verletzt wurde sie nicht; zahlreiche Männer eilten begeistert zu Hilfe.

proves to be a devastating hunter. Hyenas attack

just beyond the ticket booth father had painted on a wall in bright red letters the question: DO YOU KNOW WHICH IS THE MOST DANGEROUS ANIMAL IN THE ZOO? an arrow pointed to a small curtain. there were so many eager, curious hands that pulled at that curtain that we had to replace it regularly. behind it was a mirror

Running seemed to be the fitness version of drunk driving: you could get away with it for a while, you might even have some fun, but catastrophe was waiting right around the corner.

The death toll had gotten so bad, Mexico would eventually rank second only to Iraq in the number of killed or kidnapped reporters.

Once you learn to think like another creature, you can anticipate what it will do and react before it ever acts. If that sounds a little Hollywood, then you've seen your share of movies about impossibly clairvoyant FBI profilers who can "see with the eyes of the killer." But out there on the Kalahari plains, mind-throwing was a very real and potentially deadly talent.

As nonchalant as he acted about the risks, Caballo was leading an extremely dangerous life. Every time he set out for a run, it could be his last.

Living on the edge wasn't about danger, he realized. It was about curiosity; audacious curiosity, like

No matter how psyched you might have been about the race, consequently, you'd have to think twice about putting your life in the hands of a mysterious loner with a fake name whose closest friends lived in caves and ate mice and still considered him the iffy one.

You couldn't pay me enough to be a law enforcement officer. Their job is a tough job. You have to solve people's problems, you have to baby-sit people, you have to always be doing this cat-and-mouse game with the bad guys. My respect for them is immense.

Having a little pee in your pants had to be better than being dinner for some redneck.

Hope is a dangerous thing, Raisa thought. Once kindled, it's hard to put out. It makes wise people into fools.

A moment later, Cat hurtled back into the room as if chased by demons. She stationed herself in front of Raisa, a knife in either hand, all of her genteel patina swept away. "Cuffs! Look sharp! It's him, the whey-faced, gutter-swiving, prig-napping bastard! He's here!" Han looked as mystified as Raisa. " Who 's here?

Han smiled, then, a bright, charming smile that lit up the room, more dangerous than any blade. All you ever needed was that smile, she thought. I'd have given in immediately.

You lying lunatic bastard. They're going to kill you." "I love you too," he murmured. "Go find Seph.

He keeps this up, he's bound to be caught, she thought. And this time they'll dangle him for certain.

You do not respond to an attempt on your life with a slap on the hand. Or a joke.

She could hear the rattle of hooves on stone evolve into a thunder of pursuit.

It had been weeks since anyone had even tried to kill him. As long as someone was trying to kill you, you knew you were important.

I could turn you over to the bluejackets, you know. It's in your best interest to come to terms." Han shrugged and ran his hand over the interior wall. "This place could burn down, you know. Maybe even with you inside. That'd be a shame.

Mellon is thirteen," Raisa said. "I hope you have experience babysitting, Micah, because you're going to need it. Assuming the Demonai don't assassinate you first. Married at thirteen, widowed at fourteen. Poor Mellony.