Quotes About Danger

I guess' will get you killed.

Anybody who knows him, even all the girls, will tell you he's a great guy, and they'll do anything for him, right up until they want to kill him.

I squeezed the controls to brace myself so I wouldn't shiver with the chill of wanting. Normal people got that feeling when they quit smoking cigarettes. I had gotten it then too. Normal people did not get that feeling when faced with danger.

Who's driving the boat?" Over the motor, I heard girls screaming at us the instant before we crashed.

He'd take danger over sorrow every time.

it was a restless, desperate wish for something to change. Anything. Even if the change brought a certain danger. He'd take danger over sorrow every time.

Often enough, one of us will make the other laugh so hard and long that asphyxiation seems a real danger. It's a heady pleasure rare in adulthood, not unlike—I will say it—the shared breathlessness of rousingly successful coitus.

Your silence on the issue of people trying to kill you is deeply disturbing.

Caring was dangerous. Caring hurt.

My little sister snuck out of the house carrying a circular-saw blade and a can of Mace. I couldn't exactly let her come alone.

In the past six weeks, I'd been shot at, blown up, kidnapped, and paraded around as the living, breathing embodiment of Cinderella stories. To the world, I was a scandal, a mystery, a curiosity, a fantasy.

Sometimes, the most dangerous people were the ones you trusted most.

So, to summarize," Max said, "the dead uncle? Not dead, might be your father. Hot boys are also tragic, everyone wants a piece of your fine ash, and the woman who tried to have you killed is foxing your father?

I wasn't built for running away from monsters. I wanted desperately to run toward them--track them down, kill them. Luckily, I was used to restraining myself, used to acting human even when I wasn't, and the human part of my brain reminded me that right now, preternatural beasties weren't exactly my primary concern. Someone had made a strong attempt at killing me this morning....

I lie to her. Because this world is not safe. The people who are supposed to protect us, the people we are supposed to trust -- I know that sometimes they are the ones who do the most harm.

But on a more visceral level: I could have died.

A very risky gamble.

Little grudge?" I repeated. The last time I'd been this close to Thea, she had admitted to setting me up to attend my debut in Texas society dressed like a dead girl. "You play mind games. And Rebecca almost got me killed!

Curiosity killed the—Bex!

She's got a gun. Eve held her weapon the way that Nash had taught me to hold mine.

Iemand in deze kamer gaat me oprecht vermoorden.

Jij bent de glazen ballerina...of het mes.' - Nash Westbrook Hawthorne (De erfenis)

But the last girl at this school who got tangled up with the Hawthorne brothers? The last girl who spent hour after hour in that house? She died.

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