Quotes About Confrontation

Cowardice can imitate heroism if given no where to flee

I will kill you , the words said. Death, death, death. "Well... that's pleasant," Elend said.

Tantrums are a noble and time-tested strategy,she said airily. Particularly if you have a good set of lungs and are facing down a crotchety old priest. I know Stewart; he always bends if you make enough noise.

The world just changed, Gaz," Kaladin said, leaning in close. "I died down at that chasm. Now you've got my vengeful spirit to deal with.

Or you could be a serial killer who specializes in reading books, then seeking out the authors and murdering them in horrible ways. (If you happen to fall into that last category, you should know that my name isn't really Alcatraz Smedry, nor is it Brandon Sanderson. My name is in fact Garth Nix, and you can find me in Australia. Oh, and I insulted your mother once. What're you going to do about it, huh?)

You," she said, spearing Wayne in the chest with a finger. "I thought I told you not to come back." "I thought I ignored you.

Deal with your own stupid planet, you idiot. Don't make me come over there and slap you around again.

You bastard!" Wax shouted toward the box. "Now, now," the box said. "That's patently false, Waxillium. You have a very clear understanding of my parentage.

He didn't recruit me," Cett pointed out. "I got pulled by my balls into this little fiasco." "I wish I cared enough to apologize," Elend said, staring at them.

Instead, he gripped her forearm. "Why, Jasnah? Why have you always denied me?" "Other than the fact that you are a detestable buffoon who achieves only the lowest level of mediocrity, as it is the best your limited mind can imagine? I can't possibly think of a reason.

I'm going to kill him," Rand possionately, leaning in. "I'm going to end the Dark One. We will never have true peace so long as he is there, lurking. I'll rip open the prison, I'll enter it and I'll face him. I'll build a new prison if I have to, but first, I'm going to try to end all of this. Protect the Pattern, the Wheel, for good.

I'VE seen Steelheart bleed. I've seen him scream. I've seen him burn. I've seen him die in an inferno, and I was the one who killed him. Yes, the hand that pushed the detonator was his own, but I don't care—and have never cared—which hand actually took his life. I made it happen. I've got his skull to prove it.

Ten people, with Shardblades alight, standing before a wall of black and white and red.

Wayne recognized him. The fellow had tried to shoot him, so Wayne had broken his arm with a dueling cane. Downright rude, trying to shoot like that. When a fellow pulls out a dueling cane, you should respond with one of your own—or at least a knife. Trying to shoot Wayne was like bringing dice to a card game. What was the world coming to?

The enemy thinks he's won. But I want to see his face when he realizes the truth. Don't you? It's going to be delightful.

Glass broke and metal tools clattered to the ground. "Have you any idea what all of that is worth?" Shezler growled, lowering his arm and advancing. "Your soul, apparently," Kelsier whispered.

In the end, they will kill us, but first, they shall fear us!

I died down at that chasm. Now you've got my vengeful spirit to deal with.

The haze cleared. My finger twitched, but I had not pulled the trigger. A figure stood from a crouch in the dust; he had fallen from above. He wore a black coat-thin, like a lab coat-dark trousers, black boots, and a pair of goggles over his eyes.

It wasn't time for a show. It was time for a beating.

Everyone who is your enemy must also be an evil person?

Get out. I'll send a bill with a drone. If you survive, I expect it to be paid.

You are worried I've started something dangerous," I said. "You're wrong. I'm not starting it, I'm finishing it.

Serpentining is the perfect metaphor for how we spend enormous energy trying to dodge vulnerability when it would take far less effort to face it straight on.