Quotes About Tension

If ice can burn, then love and hate can mate.

Love or hatred must constantly increase between two persons who are always together; every moment fresh reasons are found for loving or hating better.

I love to be nervous before a scene.

My upbringing did not create a healthy affection for confrontation. I'd love it if everyone always got along, and nothing ever got tense.

I personally love a cliffhanger - I think it just extends the pleasure of viewing.

There's a fine line between love and hate.Love frees a soul and in the same breath can sometimes suffocate it.

We've always had a love/hate relationship with numbers.

All sizes of film sets have the same level of excitement and friction and tension and then vast sections of boredom that define the process, so I love it all.

I love you still, that's the torment of it. Lestat I never loved. But you! The measure of my hatred is that love. They are the same! Do you know now how much I hate you!

It is as a soldier that you make love and as a lover that you make war.

I love plays. Even bad ones. I like the fact that actual live, breathing people are standing before you in tense situations that you are not personally responsible for.

They looked at each other, baffled, in love and hate.

I'm attracted to how fraught the parent-child relationship is, swerving so easily between love and hostility, with almost no plausible way to end, unless someone dies.

They were like two enemies in love with one another.

You know what the crummiest feeling you can have is? To hate the person you love the best in the world.

I like to write about love plus an obstacle. Not a really big obstacle; not too serious and not too funny. Just somewhere nicely in between - a combination of the two.

Sometimes love is calm and easy and sometimes it's just plain dirty.

Of course, if my callers last night were supposed to get in touch with Ash, after killing me, he might be a little on edge, since the only way he might have heard from those guys since last night was if he'd been to a séance.

In a way, Jennifer felt bad, busting into such a nice place in full riot gear and scaring the crap out of everybody. But in another, more accurate way, she enjoyed it a lot.

However fond an undergraduate be of his womenfolk, at Oxford they keep him in a painful state of tension: at any moment they may somehow disgrace him.

After all we'd been through, we still couldn't take our heads from out of our asses or our hands from around each other's throats.

We've been at peace about as long as e were at war.

The problem with this world is that it doesn't fit. It

Bob," I have inquired, "have I said something to upset you?" "Mary," I have asked, "there seems to be tension between us. Are we okay?" Without fail the step has resulted in restoration. Never in my four decades of ministry has this practical teaching failed to achieve its goal. When Scripture is mixed with obedience, a healing elixir results.