Quotes About Confrontation

The guy didn't move. He was five inches down in height, maybe thirty pounds in weight, maybe a whole foot in reach. Evidently unarmed, because otherwise his weapon would have been out and in his hand already. Evidently unsettled, too, by Reacher's gaze, which was steady, and calm, and slightly amused, but also undeniably predatory, and even a little unhinged.

from The Art of War by Sun-tzu: To fail to take the battle to the enemy when your back is to the wall is to perish.

He turned back. Emptied the tube of glue into the first guy's palms and crushed them together and counted to ten. Chemical handcuffs

You may not be interested in war, but war is interested in you.

When we forgive evil we do not excuse it, we do not tolerate it, we do not smother it. We look the evil full in the face, call it what it is, let its horror shock and stun and enrage us, and only then do we forgive it.

The Queen turned crimson with fury, and, after glaring at her for a moment like a wild beast, screamed 'Off with her head! Off—' 'Nonsense!' said Alice, very loudly and decidedly, and the Queen was silent.

Who Stole the Tarts?

Come on, Father. Stop me. Tell me to behave, to go to hell, something, anything.

You're not a man. You're their lackey . I don't care about you, or your brother, or your ridiculous organization. From now on, I shall do exactly as I wish and you cannot stop me. Do not follow. Do not watch. Do not even attempt to contact me or you'll be sorry indeed. Do you understand?

Sam. Don't make me kill you on a full stomach. I might get a cramp.

Creostus's booming laugh leaves gooseflesh upon my arms. He paces close to me. "Jealous, Priestess? Do you wish to compete for my affections? I should like to see that." "I'm sure you would. But you will die first and so let us journey to Philon, if you please.

Wishy-Washy Wimps cannot handle confrontation. They see themselves as victims, so they never want to make waves or cause any trouble. Seeking comfort, they crawl into the woodwork of life. T

An ordinary home about to be shattered. I'd rather cut off my hand than look into Belinda Horner's eyes and ask her to identify a body I'm certain is her daughter. But this is my job, and I don't have a choice.

I'm calling the police, she said, showing him the phone in her hand. He smiled, and for a moment she forgot about the phone. You don't need the police. No, of course she didn't How silly.

She didn't want to handle him. She didn't want anything to do with him - this man with his cold, intense eyes and clipped speech, this stranger, this Yankee. He made her feel like a rabbit facing a cobra: terrified, but fascinated at the same time. He tried to hide his ruthlessness behind smooth, cosmopolitan manners, but Evie had no doubts about the real nature of the man. He wanted her. He intended to have her. And he wouldn't care if he destroyed her in the taking.

She stormed into the room and stood at his bedside, her hands on her hips, her blue eyes shooting sparks. There was a silly grin on his face and he had the audacity to add insult to injury by following that with a yawn. "Deviant!" Emma hissed. "Jealous, Miss Emma?" "Hardly, Mr. Fairfax." "I think you are," he countered matter-of-factly. "You're breathing fire, and Callie's got to be the reason." Emma

By God, if I were twenty years younger," he thundered, "I'd drag you outside and horsewhip you!" Steven

Rance gave them both a Shawshank glare, no redemption included

If I were any man but myself," he said, "I would turn you over my knee and blister your backside!" Tossing

Well, I won't be here when you get back." He grinned at her, but there was no fondness in the expression, no light in his eyes. "You won't get far, will you?" he asked, and Lily saw mockery in the curve of his lips and the set of his shoulders. "I'll wager you don't want to face even Gertrude without my wedding band on your finger." He

Stay there," he rasped, "or I swear to God, you'll still have the imprint of my hand on your ass when you're ninety!" Joellen

You delight in making a fool of me," she accused in a furious whisper. "Not true," Caleb replied smoothly. "But I do like watching the sparks catch in your eyes when you realize you've just been had. May I walk you home, Miss Chalmers?" "Certainly not. In fact, I would deem it a great favor if you would simply stop bothering me, Major.

I like offending people, because I think people who get offended should be offended.

When swords appear, motives are revealed. Do