Quotes About Danger

Frank shrugged and looked scatter-brained, a goofy act he'd perfected over the years, one that belied the dangerous truth

I had never wanted kids, because I had never wanted a man to give me a kid. The thought of it, gross; the expectation of it. But if a hole in the sky opened up and two weird children fell to Earth, smashing into the ground like meteroites, then that was something I could care for. If it gleamed like it was radiating danger, I'd hold it. I would.

The rope that pulls you from the flood can become a noose around your neck.

Tariq tucked the gun into the waist of his denims. Then he said a thing both lovely and terrible. For you, he said. I'd kill with it for you, Laila.

I've read that if an avalanche buries you and you're lying there underneath all that snow, you can't tell which way is up or down. You want to dig yourself out but pick the wrong way, and you dig yourself to your own demise.

l'amore era un errore pericoloso e la sua complice, la speranza, un'illusione insidiosa. E

The rope that pulls you from the flood can become the noose around your neck.

Konopac koji te spasi od poplave može ti postati om?a oko vrata.

La corda che ti salva dall'inondazione può diventare un cappio attorno al collo.

Love is blind, and blind is dangerous.

Then the bear jumped on the tent.

Trent, do you have any weapons? Like a gun?" He looked at me in disgust. "You're here to protect me," he said as he closed the distance between us and stood beside me. "You didn't bring a weapon?" "Yeah, I brought a weapon," I snapped as I brought my splat gun out and aimed it at the ceiling where the sounds were coming from. "I just thought that since you're a freaking murderer you might have a gun, too (...)

Sure, it was nice now, but eventually there would be running and screaming and blood on the floor.

They tried to kill me," he said, his brow furrowed as he glared at them. "You saw them!" "Yeah?" I spouted off. "They weren't very good at it!" (Trent and Rachel)

Jenks kept me alive for two years through two death threats, a crazy banshee, and at least two serial killers. Its about time I return the favor! And if I can't, then I can sit by his bed and hold his hand as he dies, 'cause I've had plenty of practice doing that, too!

This is about Ku'Sox, isn't it," I said, more of a statement than a question. He made a sighing groan, and I knew it was. "Then you've met," he said, his thoughts clearly on the day-walking demon. "Funny, you don't look dead." His hand touched my chin, shifting it so he could see where I'd been pixed, the blisters itchy and red. "I'm surprised you survived the little designer dump. I nearly didn't.

I'd say she's get us both fired, but the I.S. doesn't let anyone go. Alive.

Uh, guys?" Jenks said, hovering at the window. "Fountain Square is on fire." "What?" I jumped to my feet and turned in one motion. Al rushed to the window, and we pressed our foreheads to the glass, looking down.

I could not believe this. I was going to be hacked to shreds to the accompaniment of applause.

Trent was Cincinnati's most eligible bachelor, still single because of me. He'd thanked me for that in a weird moment of honesty when he thought we might die in a demon's prison cell. I was still wondering why I'd bothered to save his little elf butt. Misplaced responsibility, maybe? That I'd saved his life didn't seem to mean anything to him, since he had tried to make my skull one with a tombstone not three seconds after I got us safe.

Again Al touched me, but this time, his hand was gentle on my shoulder. "And if you're not, it's Ku'Sox. He knows you're too protected here, and you're a threat to him. He's summoning you. He's summoning you to where I can't follow. He's going to try to kill you!

Al had tried to kill me. Okay, he'd tried to kill me a couple of times, but this last time I think he'd really meant it.

Okay," I said, resettling myself and looking up.You need the thrill of danger flitted through my mind, and I quashed it.

I didn't like this. I didn't like this at all. I had been worried about Al trashing a bar. What if he showed up here amid Cincy's finest citizens and its most helpless orphans? I'd be lynched.