Quotes About Risk

Wearing nothing but sweats and a sheer coat of lip gloss, she wiggle through her frosted window and jumped six feet to freedom, feeling more charged than a Visa card at Christmas time.

Besides, taking a chance on romance is a dance in tight pants. It's risky but frisky. But make the right move and your in the groove.

The worst part was the fear - looking down at the rushing water that seemed miles away. But once you were on that branch, there was no going back.

Trust your luck, Taran Wanderer. But don't forget to put out your nets!

Writings can be stolen, or changed, or used for evil purposes. But isn't the risk worth taking? The more people who share knowledge, the greater safeguard for it. Isn't there more danger in ignorance than knowledge?

What if they were allowed to choose their own mate? And chose wrong?

Definitely not safe," Jonas said with certainty. "What if they were allowed to choose their own mate? And chose wrong? "Or what if," he went on, almost laughing at the absurdity, "they chose their own jobs?" "Frightening, isn't it?" The Giver said. Jonas

To be brave came more easily if you knew nothing.

I'm trying to ruin it! Will had bellowed back. So I can figure out how to do it perfectly! How can you learn anything if you won't take risks?

I don't duel, boy. I kill as a soldier kills, which is as a butcher kills, as quickly, efficiently, and with as least risk to myself as I can arrange.

Suicidal glory is the luxury of the irresponsible.

It's an ancient and honorable term for the final step in any engineering project. Turn it on, see if it smokes.

And this was your friend? Cordelia raised her eyebrows. Seems to me the only difference between your friends and your enemies is how long the stand around chatting before they shoot you.

That's the spirit! Forward momentum. Mayhew snorted. Your forward momentum is going to lead all your followers over a cliff someday. He paused, beginning to grin. On the way down, you'll convince 'em all they can fly. He stuck his fists in his armpits, and waggled his elbows. Lead on, my lord. I'm flapping as hard as I can.

If he ever does do himself in, I'm betting it'll be something that involves large explosions. And lots of innocent bystanders, probably.

Lord Miles Naismith Vorkosigan. Occupation: security risk. Hobbies: falling off walls, disappointing sick old men to death, making girls cry.

The shuttle bumped, bounced, banged, rocked, and roared out over the flat, cracked surface. She was sorry she had never made a pass at Leo. Clearly, you could die while waiting for other people to start your life for you. Her seat harness cut across her breasts as deceleration sucked her forward and the rumbling vibration rattled her teeth.

Way I figure, once a drop is enough to kill you, any more you add makes no difference." "A reasonable argument." No it's not, it's insane!

If you think safety is expensive, try pricing an accident, as the sign says.

I offer you an honorable new beginning. I do not guarantee its ending. Attempts fail, but not as certainly as tasks never attempted.

Ivan didn't want to know. "You play games like that with the big boys, you'd better make damn sure you win, Miles says. Rule One. And there is no Rule Two.

You will never regret having done so. But you may deeply regret not having done so.

Dr. Yei," Bannerji objected, "if you're trying to knock a man out you've got to hit him a lot harder than that." Yei recoiled fearfully as Van Atta surged up out of his seat. "I didn't want to risk killing him . . ." "Why not?" muttered Bannerji under his breath. Furiously

Certain death still held attraction. Uncertain death, less so. He hurt enough already.