Quotes About Danger

Nothing is so high and above all danger that is not below and in the power of God. [Lat., Nihil ita sublime est, supraque pericula tendit Non sit ut inferius suppositumque deo.]

Have you never thought how danger must surround power as shadow does light?

Knowledge is a dangerous thing. But ignorance is no protection.

Power is dangerous. It corrupts the best and attracts the worst. Power is only given to those who are prepared to lower themselves to pick it up.

Those who do not know the danger of wielding power will, before long, be ruled by it.

Power and control are more dangerous than any weapons.

To exist, the triangle demands three complementary elements: love, power and danger. Mixed incautiously, these elements, like those in physics, are volatile and potentially explosive.

Oh-do be careful with that! That's my Buddha hand grenade. Twist the head twice and throw it and anyone within ten yards can say their prayers.

The wise man in the storm prays God not for safety from danger but for deliverance from fear.

A good relationship is like fireworks: loud, explosive, and liable to maim you if you hold on too long.

Anyone can have a relationship but if you're dating a woman who's so crazy in bed that if you aren't wearing your Kevlar one night you might never see daylight again... that's exciting.

Plutonium has a quite extraordinary relationship with people. They made it, and it kills them.

There is a sense in which the danger of our lives increases in proportion to the depth of our relationship with Christ.

Send danger from the east unto the west, so honor cross it from the north to south.

Swell, bosom, with thy fraught,For 'tis of aspics' tongues!

'Tis a naughty night to swim in.

For many men that stumble at the thresholdAre well foretold that danger lurks within.

You will hang like an icicle on a Dutchman's beard.

She speaks poniards, and every word stabs: if her breath were as terrible as her terminations, there were no living near her; she would infect to the north star.

Therefore think him as a serpent's eggWhich, hatch'd, would, as his kind, grow mischievous,And kill him in the shell.

These violent delights have violent ends.

The dreadful summit of the cliffThat beetles o'er his base into the sea.

And oftentimes, to win us to our harm, The instruments of darkness tell us truths, Win us with honest trifles, to betray's In deepest consequence.

The world is too dangerous for anything but truth and too small for anything but love.