Quotes About Tension

Peace is not the absence of conflict but the presence of creative alternatives for responding to conflict

First you had to fight the Stones fans, which was tricky because they fought dirty and had their knuckles nearer the ground.

One of those nasty hushes had descended on the place, a sort of missile crisis sort of hush. Even

Two contestants would sit either side of a table, with a glass in front of each of them.

Hey," he said, "I thought you said you didn't want to shoot us!" and ducked again. They waited. After a moment a voice replied, "It isn't easy being a cop!

Which is that there's too much weight improperly distributed: towers and elevators; steel, stone and cement. So much mass up so high that gravity itself could end up being warped--

Toward the end Jennie and I had quite a bit of trouble. The inconsistent and chaotic atmosphere in the Archibald home was starting to take its toll. Jennie became very disobedient. She picked up a lot of Mrs. Archibald's ways. Very aggressive.

No!" was a constant refrain in our house after Jennie arrived. Hugo told me I used to shout it in my sleep!

The whole city was on the verge of panic.

Russo drew his service revolver and pointed it at Jennie. Sandy, of course, went berserk, screaming and grabbing at the gun and wrapping himself around Jennie. He called Russo the most horrid names, fascist pig and that sort of thing. It must have been just awful, thinking this moron was going to shoot Jennie. I'm sure he would have if Sandy hadn't stopped him. Sandy saved Jennie's life.

There hung about her the restrained energy of a whiplash.

People bicker so and have such rows. Even if they're fond of each other, they still seem to have rows and not to mind a bit whether they have them in public or not.

The other two waited respectfully while M. Bouc struggled in mental agony.

Uncertainty creates panic.

Inside the room, the pall fear had fallen anew. Again, surreptitiously, they watched each other.

slack time. The war was

Lombard thought: Awkward, this—am I supposed to have met them or not? He said quickly: "There's a wasp crawling up your arm. No—keep quite still.

I held my breath for a moment or two, and then I let myself rip.

Fire in her eyes, ice in her voice. I did not wonder that the blood rose to John's face in a crimson tide.

Frank Carter trembled violently. Sweat came out on his brow. His eyes, more furtive than ever, went wildly from side to side.

Julius tapped his revolver.

Turn up the lights,' said Mr Rycroft. Major Burnaby rose and did so. The sudden glare revealed a company of pale uneasy faces.

It is a question of sudden and mysterious death. If I am to believe that it is a martyred angel who has been killed it does not add to the easiness of my task." "I certainly shouldn't call her an angel," said Miss Johnson and the acid tone was even more in evidence.

He saw the alarm grow in the dark eyes. Mr. Dubois did not like the appearance of an inspector of the CID. He didn't like it at all.