Quotes About Confrontation

I've spent the last decade learning to stand firm and face my problems… or at least batter them until they're unrecognizable.

He lunged again. This time I stood my ground and he checked his leap at the last second....and toppled sideways. I didn't hide my laugh that time. His face twisted fast, grabbed my pajama leg and wrenched, and down I went. Bully

Oh my God. You're a witch-hunter. I'm a witch. Hate to break it to you Daniel, but if you're a witch-hunter? You're doing it wrong. He gave me a sidelong smile. Maybe it's not that kind of hunting. Then you're definitely doing it wrong.

A knock came at the door. Everyone looked up. Elena's nostrils flared and she leaned over to whisper something to Clay. Fuck, he muttered. Keep talking, Jaime. It's only Cassandra. She can wait. Forever, if we're lucky. I heard that, Clayton, Cassandra said as she walked in. Who the hell forgot to lock the door? Clay said. You were the last one in, Elena murmured. Damn.

no' when no one answered, Derek looked from face to face, then settled his glower in me. 'absolutely not.' 'um, I was the one keeping my mouth shut' I said.

Speaking of death, LeBlanc boasted he could kill me in the waiting room. I broke his wrist. He wasn't impressed.

Boo, I said. He reacted as all mutts react when I confront them. He leapt from his chair and dove for the nearest exit, shaking in terror. In my dreams. He glanced at me and started looking for Clay. It never failed. Mutts only quaked when I appeared because it usually meant Clayton wasn't far behind. I was nothing but a harbinger of doom.

You wanna fight? I asked. He looked up at me and, for just a second, hesitated, then said, Yeah. I do. Well, I'll save you the trouble. You win.

The rottweiler stood his ground and waited for me to take the next step in the dance of ritualized intimidation. Instead, I leaped at him. Screw ritual. Now was not the time to stand on ceremony.

You will leave her alone," Gabriel said. "One way or another." "That sounds like a death threat, Walsh." "Then you lack imagination.

That's my point, you dumb f-ing Mick. You're not just letting him poach on your turf--you're opening the gate and inviting him in...Why don't you just hand him a bouquet of roses and a box of f-ing condoms while you're at it, Jacko? It's not like that, Jack said. No? Nadia is yours, and it's about time you had the balls to do something about it.

It's me, whispered a familiar voice. Der— Thwack. He stumbled, Liz behind him, a sturdy branch raised. Liz, it's— She hit him again, a home-run swing between the shoulders, and he went down with an oomph and an oath. She recognized the voice—or the curse—and leaned over, getting a look at him. (Liz) Whoops. (Simon) I'd say he deserved that, always sneaking up on people.

Jeremy shifted to the left, blocking my view of Clay, as if we were Siamese fighting fish that wouldn't attack if we couldn't see each other. "Come

Don't be stupid. I have a gun." He reached into his pocket and pulled out the .45. "Which will knock you on your ass if you try firing with a bad leg. Sit down before you fall.

I do want to talk to Mina Lee and see what she knows, and the only reason I'm stalling is because I've got something to say first. It's going to piss you off, and I'd really rather be sitting in a public place when it happens.' "So I won't storm off?" "Exactly.

I pushed open the folding door and stepped out. "What are you doing here?" Sam spun. Her eyes narrowed when she saw me. "What am I doing here? I'm not the one hiding in--" Her gaze lifted over my shoulder. "Daniel?" She looked from me to him. I realized I was in a notorious make-out spot with Daniel.

Just a guy. A college-aged guy. Talking to Chloe. I watched him bend over the table, hands planted on it, his gaze fixed on Chloe, his lips parting in a smile as he said something to her. A slow burn started in my gut, and before I could stop myself, I was barreling down on them, Simon's protests fading behind me.

When he reached the top, I was standing there. He grinned and stepped toward me. I stepped back. His grin widened. I glanced over my shoulder. The cliff topped out on a hill, with forest stretching behind us, the mountains a distant backdrop. "Uh-uh," Rafe said. "If you run, I'll chase. You know how much I like that part." "All the more reason to do it.

Patrick turned to Gabriel. "This is your revenge, isn't it?

Daniel heaved Moreno to his feet. The man swung at him, but Daniel ducked easily and returned a one-two punch that left Moreno reeling. "Island wrestling champ," I said. "Only third place in boxing, though, so you're getting off easy.

It might not be fatal," I said. "Depends on how long it takes you to find your cell phone." I emptied the rifle's magazine. Then I laid down the gun. "I'd suggest you tell the police it was a hunting accident. Otherwise I'll have to tell them the truth." I helped Sam to the truck. As she got in, she winced, then glowered at the man lying on the ground. "If I could kick him without falling on my ass, I would," she said.

Mr. Tillson?" I said, shaking him harder. Daniel undid his belt. Sam did, too, getting up and walking forward, hunched, as she stepped over Rafe. "Okay, that's enough!" the pilot barked. "In your seats, belts on. Everyone!" "Or what?" Sam said. "You'll pull over and make us walk the rest of the way?

I backed off Nicole fast. They hit her with a needle, but she wouldn't stop trying to get me and they had to haul her out. You b*tch! she shrieked back at me. You think what I did to Serena was bad? Just wait until I get ahold of you. They dragged her away, still spewing threats.

Go on, then," Daniel said. "But don't expect me to come to your rescue if you do something stupid again." Rafe stopped, crouching. "Stupid? What the hell did I--?" "Standing up to a bear? Yeah, kinda stupid.