Quotes About Threat

It's a terrible thing, to think it might be me that would be the threat, that I could kill you with my love-but it's true.

Damn you, Sassenach! his voice said, from a very great distance. His voice was choked with passion. Damn you! I swear if ye die on me, I'll kill you!

The man that takes her in unholy embrace will have his privates blasted like a frostbitten apple," he said, with relish, "and his soul will burn forever in hell." He bared his teeth at his grandfather, and drew back his hand. "Like this." The beechwood teeth landed in the midst of the fire with a plop, and at once began to sizzle.

With no Law to regulate their Behavior save Self-interest, though, plainly there is Nothing to prevent an irregular Militia from becoming more of a Threat to the Citizenry than the Dangers from which it offers to preserve them.

There was a rustle near his ear, and he turned his head to see the crow. It stood on the grass a foot away, a blotch of wind-ruffled black feathers, regarding him with a bead-bright eye. Deciding that he posed no threat, it swiveled its neck with casual ease and jabbed its thick sharp bill into Jack Randall's eye.

Okay. This has to be a credible threat. Ergo, we have to have seen (and heard about) the real damage Randall has done to Jamie thus far; we have to be in no doubt whatever that he'd do real damage to Claire. We can't just say, "Oh, he's such a nasty person, you wouldn't believe…" We have to believe, and therefore appreciate, just what Jamie is doing when he trades what's left of his life for Claire's.

In war, government and their armies were a threat, but it was so often the neighbors who damned or saved you.

If you don't," she said sweetly, "I'll tell my father you made improper advances to me. He'll have the skin flayed off your back.

If I find ye in one of those alcoves, Sassenach, the man you're with is dead. And as for you Ã¢â'¬Â¦Ã¢â'¬Â His hands twitched unconsciously in the direction of his swordbelt.

A government derives its powers from the just consent of the governed," I quoted, nodding. "For a Committee of Safety to have any legitimacy, there needs to be an obvious threat to the public safety. Clever of the Browns to have reasoned that out." He gave me a look, one auburn brow raised. "Who said that? The consent of the governed." "Thomas Jefferson," I replied, feeling

There was an attempt on my life.

The attempted assassinations against me were not accidental.

We can't let Donald Trump put us at risk.

Millions of infiltrators have entered our country and are eating the country like termites. Should we not uproot them?

If you come, you better come in force because I will kill every single one of you. My hand won't shake, my aim won't falter. My face will be the last thing you'll see before you die." I jammed my knife into the table and walked out.

When I came into politics I always thought there was a possibility I would be killed.

He hated the war; it threatened much more than his lifestyle or peace of mind. It continually destroyed the world of the imagination, the only world where he felt happy.

Final warning. Shut up or die.

Apparently some quirk in human nature allows even the most unspeakable acts of evil to become banal within minutes, provided only that they occur far enough away to pose no personal threat.

A believer who is equipped and who is no longer ignorant about spiritual warfare is a person who is armed, powerful, and fearless. Satan should not be a threat to you.

I think my mom threatened to put me up for adoption a few times.

For example, if you feel threatened, the mind instantly digs up memories of when you felt endangered in the past, so that you can spot similarities and find a way of escaping.

I warn you, if you bore me, I shall take my revenge.

It does not do to leave a live dragon out of your calculations, if you live near him.