Quotes About Danger

Or else you're just trying to get me eater," Zoë said. Phil looked started. "Zoë, if I wanted you eaten, I would have done the job myself. Setting up a elaborate plan to get you eaten is way more work than I would prefer to expend." -"Someday you'll get a sense of humor. Let's go", she said.

The greatest danger to the State is independent intellectual criticism.

There's nothing wrong with the car except that it's on fire.

People are terrified of Covid-19, but a small stone can knock you out or even kill you on the spot. So, what is there to fear?

Too much isolation can be a danger to you and your health. It is a hazard to the common people, as well as a benefit to those who know how to use their free time.

People sometimes speak as if the spirit were given to make us happy and relaxed. Well, that may sometimes happen, but this expectation looks suspiciously like an attempt to get the spirit to endorse [14] our modern western aspirations. In the New Testament, the spirit drove Jesus into the wilderness after his baptism,34 and the spirit drives the church into the places of pain and danger so that new creation may happen right there, where it is most needed.

Even when theologians and preachers have seen this danger and have insisted that what was achieved on the cross was the direct result of the Father's love, when the goal is Platonized ("going to heaven") and the human role is moralized ("good and bad behavior"), the structure of the implicit story will still run in the wrong direction.

My work means that we have lived in different parts of the world and in each there has always been something to be afraid of. Gangsters, extremist political groups Right and Left tossing bombs into restaurants, hijacks, holdups, a city plumb on the line of an earthquake fault. We have long had a compact, with ourselves, with life; life is dangerous. We live with that; in the one certainty that fear is the real killer.

But it was the dark hunger in his tone that got to her. Damn kinky vampire had actually liked the knife. Shit .

After they were both done, the pile of knives and guns on the coffee table looked like they'd cleaned out an armory. "I think we have a problem, Dmitri.

Illium seems far too pretty to be dangerous." Dmitri's male beauty, by contrast, was a darker, edgier thing. "No one ever expects him to take out a blade and slice off their balls," he said with lethal amusement in his tone as he drove them toward the George Washington Bridge. "He does it with such grace, too.

Sara held up a hand. 'How exactly did you "decline" his offer?' 'By slitting his throat.

Are you?" "What?" "Venomous?" Another savage smile. He touched the tip of one fang with his tongue and when he drew it away, she saw a pearl of golden liquid. "Try me and see." "Maybe later, after I've survived Michaela.

I swear to God, if I get shot again, Indigo will strangle me.

His eyes fixed on hers, the gold flecks darkening to amber. "An assassin who looks after his own skin? That's exactly what I am, Brenna. I would rather die than harm you, but anyone else? I could kill them without blinking. It's what I was born to do.

Seriously hot, seriously dangerous man with a tiny, adorable baby in his arms, both of them fascinated with one another?" Uncaring of her stunning ankle-length gown in poppy red, Brenna fell dramatically onto the ground, arms flung out. "Dead." Pushing up onto her elbows, she said, "Especially since it's my hot man holding a baby.

Someday," she said in a voice as serene as a high mountain lake, "I'm going to break your neck. Then I'm going to saw it off with a hacksaw so I can take my time." Venom's grin creased his cheeks. "I knew you had it in you, kitty." (Venom & Sorrow)

They had no idea her Valyusha wasn't the real threat. Silver would annihilate anyone who dared hurt him again.

She wanted to run her finger over the blade of him even if it made her bleed, wanted to dance too close to the flame, wanted to take a risk that could destroy her

As beautiful and dangerous and lonely as you

Don't get dead, Raphael, or I swear I'll hunt you down in the afterlife.

Nothing is ever black and white, kitten," he reminded her, allowing his claws to slice out to touch her skin. "I can use my claws to protect, but I can use the same claws to rip out an enemy's throat.

I feel like a moth drawn to the flame." Contact would hurt, might be fatal, and yet she couldn't stop herself.

Elena notched a bolt into her crossbow. "Let's go kill that murderous bitch.