Quotes About Confrontation

Christians are called to wage war against this enemy, knowing that there are only two options: "Be killing sin or it will be killing you."25

If I could, Sister James, I would certainly choose to live in innocence. But innocence can only be wisdom in a world without evil. Situations arise and we are confronted with wrongdoing and the need to act.

nodded at Cole. "Long time ago," Marlys said. "Did he come right straight to Iowa?" Likely opened his mouth to reply, as Cole pulled the gun and in a single movement, shot

Hey, fuck you," Lucas said. "What!" Pole started to move at Lucas, but saw something in Lucas's eyes that made him take a step back. Bell Wood got between them and Lucas growled, "Stay away from me, asshole.

Good. And I'll tell you, Ron, we are going to put some serious shit on you. We're also going to give you a way out. All of that gets canceled if you talk to Dannon or Grant. They're the targets in this. We've already got a guy willing to swear that Dannon set up the porn deal for Grant. You can walk, or you can get added to the list. I'll see you at three, and we'll decide which it is." Lucas clicked off without giving him a chance to answer.

Lucas whispered hoarsely: "Leave town. Go to Los Angeles. Go to New York. If you don't go away, I'll hurt you.

walked back to Wood with a Wiener schnitzel on a stick and two Diet Cokes. He sat on the curb next to Wood, handed him a Diet Coke, and said, "For your own good." "Fuck you very much," Wood said. "But I suppose you're right.

If you think that haircut makes you look like a Ranger, it doesn't. It makes you look like a fuckin' whorehouse doorknob." "Yeah, well, fuck you, too," the younger cop said.

Give me the goddamn names, Grace," Lucas said. "C'mon. Please. Talk to me. Save yourself." "Fuck you." — FORD CAME BACK, looked at Lucas, asked, "Get a name?" "Not unless it's 'Fuck you,'" Lucas said.

Heart of Darkness

THE BACK DOOR, what was left of it, scraped open again, and they could hear boot steps on the stoop, and Lucas said, "This is it, Grace. Who's going after Bowden? Give me something that'll give you a break." She shook her head. "Fuck you.

Pilate screamed and pulled away from her and in that sliver of opportunity, Lucas shot him through the bridge of his nose. Then the screaming really got started.

One of the trucks he passed in the parking lot had a bumper sticker that asked, "Got Hollow Points?" Another said: "Heavily Armed . . . and easily pissed." A third one: "Point and Click . . . means you're out of ammo.

The bird came after Lucas again and he swatted at it with his gun, smacked it hard, two or three small feathers flying.

You got me all choked up, Johnson," Virgil said. "I'll make a note about it, you know, needing to kill somebody.

He glanced at her: "Sure. You guys must be really close." She was blunt: "Close enough to get your ass fired if you're suggesting that Colles and I are sleeping together." "I wasn't suggesting that," he muttered, rapidly backing off. "Try harder not to suggest it," she said; her tone did everything but smear blood on the windshield. (Page 16)

To survive or to perish in denial, were equal triumphs, were two fronts in a long battle.

I'm continually confronted with the human tendency to ignore or deny facts until the last possible instant. And then for several days after that, too." Attavio

In one hand I have a restraining order, and in the other I have a Taser. Which would you like to meet first?

Well, aren't you a massive prick," I said, quietly, under the roar of the helicopter. "What?" Sanders asked. "I said, 'That's a nifty trick.

How do you like your peace now, motherfucker?

Jack Holloway told me he would get the son of a bitch who killed my child and the mate of my child, Papa continued. Jack Holloway did get that son of a bitch. Jack Holloway got you. You are the man who killed my child. Get off my planet, you son of a bitch.

I'm continually confronted with the human tendency to ignore or deny facts until the last possible instant. And then for several days after that, too.

Destiny gets compressed, you know, into just that small fraction of a second you have right in front of you at any one time. And there's nothing romantic about keeping your head down to avoid getting shot, or trying to save a friend who's been injured, or coming face to face with a creature who is as smart and mean and as terrified of dying as you are, and who wants to make sure that if someone is left on the ground there, it's you and not it.