Quotes About Tension

Momma crossed her arms over her apron bib and worked the small of her back against the edge of the doorframe. Daddy drew a Tareyton out of the pack in his shirtpocket and looked straight at me and talked straight at Momma and said, "Madness.

life is long between the desire and the spasm.

And in short, I was afraid.

And the blind eye creates The. empty forms between the ivory gates And smell renews the salt savour of the sandy earth This is the time of tension between dying and birth The place of solitude where three dreams cross Between blue rocks

On his life between 1926-1927: like a bad Russian novel

Words strain, Crack and sometimes break, under the burden, Under the tension, slip, slide, perish, Decay with imprecision, will not stay in place, Will not stay still.

Men do not manage well with too much peace. Someone will find a quarrel.

It was strange how most of the time we got along so well, but then there were these periods when it was a good things the knives were in the drawer and not out on display.

Thus went my first Court Day. I think I'm going to puke.

The cord that bound us drew tighter as we moved further from each other. It tautened, ready to recoil, and plunge us home, breast to breast, eye to eye.

His face, which Romulan could not see, was enigmatic and unreadable. At such moments, Mercurio was at his most transparent, for enigma was his mask, as was frivolity. One might look closely and perceive trouble somewhere in the eyes, and some conceit of age. He was twenty-two, his spirit far older. And this spirit with a sure psychic awareness, had now tensed with him.

Mercurio's profound graveness tottered on the brink of extreme uncontrolled hilarity.

Saffiro whitened and the sword began to lift. Leopardo, aware he could kill this one in two heartbeats, without fire, not wanting him, yawned.

Excuse me," she said, her voice tight. "But if I'd known there was going to be a firearms examination at the end of the kidnapping, by God, I would have studied for it!

They all seemed to function in it, but to say they controlled it would be wrong...The chaos controlled them.

I'm not living with you. We occupy the same cage. (Maggie)

And this is the potency a first kiss should have: it should be earned. The moments leading up to it should be as tense as a crossbow drawn back. The reader should want it as badly as the hero and heroine, and feel as satisfied and transported and transformed as the hero and heroine in the wake of it. There are different ways to use kisses in a romance, but that first kiss is so meaningful, a pinnacle, and can be more intimate than sex.

She was in me, in my blood, invading every cell in my body. She was the one I wanted. She was the one I saw, felt, desired. This was wrong. He was wrong. It was all so wrong.

Chapter breaks are not so readers have a place to stop reading; they're the breath to take before the roller coaster plummets down the hill

nos queríamos en una dialéctica de imán y limadura, de ataque y defensa, de pelota y pared.

Sintió una especie de ternura rencorosa, algo tan contradictorio que debía ser la verdad misma.

Claudia lo miró y desvió los ojos. El tono hosco con que él había hablado le era familiar, era el tono de los hombres irritados por las sutilezas que no podían comprender y, sobre todo, aceptar.

Así andaban, Punch and Judy, atrayéndose y rechazándose como hace falta si no se quiere que el amor termine en cromo o en romanza sin palabras. Pero el amor, esa palabra...

respirando confundidos, las bocas se encuentran y luchan tibiamente, mordiéndose con los labios, apoyando apenas la lengua en los dientes, jugando en sus recintos donde un aire pesado va y viene con un perfume viejo y un silencio.