Quotes About Confrontation

Hat up, go kill her. Problem solved." "Bob," I said. "You can't just go around killing people." "I know. That's why you should do it." "No, no. I can't go around killing people, either." "Why not? You've done it before. And you've got a new gun and everything.

Eventually, it's better to go forward into it and have things settled than to huddle in terror for one second longer.

The Queen smiled with the tiniest twitch of a single corner of her mouth. Why should I do that? Because I'm coming, Octavian's image said, very quietly, for you. The Queen stood as unmoving as stone. When I'm finished, Octavian promised, nothing will be left of your kind but stories. I will burn your homes. I will bury your warriors. His voice grew even softer. I will blacken your sky with crows.

How about it, wizard? Cop? Maybe you've got stones enough to take it when I threaten you. I can admire that.

Octokongs," I pronounced grimly. "Why did it have to be octokongs?

Never again. Tell them that. Never again. Or Hell itself will not hide you from me.

Fighting is never good. But sometimes necessary.

I react badly to fear. I don't usually have the good sense to run, or hide—I just try to smash whatever it is that is making me afraid. It's a primitive sort of thing, and one I don't question too much.

Now that I've got this to keep me safe off the island," I said very quietly, "what's to stop me from having Alfred drop you into a cell right this second, and solving my problems myself?" "I am," Mab said. She gave me a very small, very chill smile, and held up her finger. There was a tiny droplet of my blood upon it, scarlet against her pale skin.

I had three days to screw over Nicodemus Archleone and his crew and get this thing out of my head, without getting myself or my friend killed while I did it.

Wizardry aside, it's tough to beat a gun for discouraging men with baseball bats.

Finish that sentence, Raith, and we throw down," said Murphy in a calm, level voice.

I just put the Erlking on the bench and laid a beatdown on freaking Santa Claus!' I told them. 'So you tell me, who's next?

My knuckles ached to meet his nose.

I shall most likely kill you on the morrow.

There are people out there who enjoy hurting and scaring others. They're going to keep doing it until you make them stop.

If I'd realized how rabid he was to catch me slipping, I wouldn't have added more fuel to his fire by hitting him in the mouth. Okay. I probably still would have hit him in the mouth. But I wouldn't have done it quite so hard.

Andi's eyes widened. Bob. . .is it really him? Yes, but he works for the bad guys now, Bob said. It's probably safest to shoot him.

We find Maggie," I said. "We take her back. And we kill anyone who gets in the way." Susan

So once again, let me be perfectly clear. If anything happens to Murphy and I even *think* you had a hand in it, fuck right and wrong. If you touch her, I'm declaring war on you.

Kill you!" she snarled. "Kill you for what you did to him!" "Holy crap!" Thomas yelled. "Ack!" I agreed.

Elaine kept that deadly little wand pointed at the Skavis, eyes narrowed, and said, her voice rough and raw, "Who's useless now, bitch?

Translation," I said. "We got around her fair and square. She won't like it, but she'll accept it." "Oh yeah," Thomas muttered under his breath. "This isn't coming back to bite anyone in the ass later.

What's the point of free will, if not to spit in the eye of destiny?