Quotes About Risk

Obeying the rules might be smart, but it's not as nearly as much fun.

You, Lilah, scare the hell out of me. Why? she whispered. He met her gaze and held it. Because I could fall for you, Lilah. Hard and deep and never want to come back up. She could scarcely breathe. What's wrong with that? We'd drown.

Life is one big fat gamble, and the odds are never in your favor. So you either go for it anyway and toss the dice or you don't play. But not playing? She jabbed him in the bare chest with her finger. That's the coward's way out. And I hadn't pegged you for a coward. Figure your shit out.

Go big or go home. That was the Kincaid way.

No one dared agree with her. She was temperamental in the best of times, and pregnancy wasn't one of them. No one wanted to risk their neck, not when her apron said it all: K*SS MY *SS— Would you like to buy a vowel?

I'm not a lot of trouble," she said. His gaze slid to her mouth. "You sure about that?" "Completely." And then she flashed him an indeed trouble-filled smile. And that's when he knew. He was the one in trouble. Deep trouble.

You probably had more adventures today than I'll have in a lifetime. Walking must seem tame to you." "Elle, you're more of an adventure than anything that's ever happened to me.

Her hands slid to his shoulders, his biceps, and dug in as if to hold him here, right here. But he wasn't going anywhere. He liked her hands on him, liked her tongue in his mouth, and when she made that noise deep in her throat, the one that said she was as lost as him, he groaned, both in pleasure and with a good amount of what-the-fuckery, because he knew. He was in trouble. Down to the bone trouble, and he didn't give one single shit.

I've been scared plenty of times. What I've never been is fearless. If you can run into a battle unafraid, you're not courageous, you're just a dumbass. It's knowing the price you're going to pay and being willing to pay it anyway that makes you brave.

She wasn't going there again. Ever. Nope, she needed transparency from a man. And Parker, for all his bad-boy, cowboy 'tude and cocky swagger, wasn't anything close to transparent. At all. And that made him downright dangerous to her.

You told me I shouldn't fall in love with you. Remember?" "Yeah, that's because I'm insanely stubborn. I've always thought I was so damn brave. I mean I put myself on the line every single day on the job." He laughed, and it was not in amusement. "But not my heart. Never my heart. And that doesn't make me brave at all. It makes me a coward.

Okay, then stay so we can have wild, up-against-the-wall sex," he said. Her breath caught. She wasn't even sure what wild-up-against-the-wall sex would feel like, but she had a feeling she'd like it.…

And damn, she was in over her head, because if he had a hold of her heart — which was likely, the sneaky bastard — she wasn't entirely convinced he'd be careful with it.

She wanted him. She wanted him bad, too. But he seemed more like one of those kind of ideas that sounded really good in the moment, but had the potential to turn out spectacularly bad. Like when she opened a family size bag of chips and then ate the whole thing.

I figured you'd come here and try to do something stupid." "I did nothing of the kind." "You don't consider ducking beneath that yellow tape stupid?" "Only if I'd gotten caught.

he'd always felt that life was worth living, fears and all, that if he didn't go for it, then why bother?

The air suddenly felt charged, and he wondered which of them was going to get burned. Most likely him.

I don't know where that's is going," she confessed, still looking at his mouth. "Maybe nowhere. I was just …" He smiled. "Feeling brave?" She smiled back, looking so sweet. "Yeah." Damn, he liked her. "Feel free to be brave any time you want.

On the best of days, he made her feel things she liked to shove deep, deep down, because going there with him would be like jumping out of a plane – thrilling, exciting… and then certain dismemberment and death.

Thought you weren't afraid of anything." Turned out, she was afraid of plenty, including how just looking at him could change the rhythm of her heart.

The term daredevil applies to some of these people and comes from the root word dares, which stands for Disregard All Reasonable Expert Suggestions.

In the action business, when you don't want to say you ran like a mouse, you call it 'taking cover.' It's more heroic.

There's a fine line between audacity and idiocy.

There are old swordsmen and bold swordsmen. But few old, bold swordsmen.