Quotes About Tension

I love the first hour of a horror movie, the fear and anticipation. Then, when it gets bloody, I lose interest.

There's a thin line between love and hate. Maybe you're confusing your emotions.

Art never seems to make me peaceful or pure.

I love a good massage, and they gotta go deep.

I think America is just so in love with conflict.

That strange, twisted, torn love. That conflict between what your heart knows is right and what your mind is told is right.

I don't want to be in love but you're makin' me

Octavius, calm down.""How can I? When you touch my cousin more freely than you touch me? When I walk in, hoping to see my beautiful mate, but I see her with him!

I wanted to break you. I never expected you to like it.

Ah, nosotros hombres y mujeres somos como cuerdas en medio de diferentes fuerzas que nos tiran de diferentes rumbos.

Ah, we men and women are like ropes drawn tight with strain that pulls us in different ways. Then tears come; and, like the rain on the ropes, they brace us up, until the strain becomes too great, and we break.

Ah, we men and women are like ropes drawn tight with strain that pull us different ways. Then tears come, and like the rain on the ropes, they brace us up, until perhaps the strain become too great, and we break. But King Laugh he come like the sunshine, and he ease off the strain again, and we bear to go on with our labor, what it may be. I did not like to wound him by pretending not to see

Plötzlich hob er seinen Blick und spürte in der Luft dieses unheimliche Etwas kurz vor Morgengrauen, das den Menschen ein Gruseln einflößt.

A gunshot rang out, blasting a hole in the door. A crossbow quarrel zinged through the hole and stuck quivering into the opposite wall. Seth heard the rocking horse clattering down the staircase, the twang of bowstrings, and the overlapping beat of several other projectiles thudding against the door. That was awesome, Seth told Kendra. You're psychotic, Kendra replied.

He's stubborn, Tux warned in a singsong tone. Stay out of this, Mark spat. And touchy, Tux added.

I was literally singing to myself on my way home, after the killing. The tension, the desire to kill a woman, had built up in such explosive proportions that when I finally pulled the trigger, all the pressures, all the tensions, all the hatred, had just vanished, dissipated, but only for a short time. – DAVID BERKOWITZ, THE SON OF SAM

Why do I sense hostility on your part, Patrick?" she asks softly, then sips her wine. "Maybe because I'm hostile," I spit out. "Maybe because you sense this.

Me mira fijamente, y la mirada que le devuelvo es el principio de todo, y me imagino el futuro: ¿Por qué me odias?, imagino que dice la voz angustiada de una chica. ¿Qué te he hecho?, imagino que grita otra persona.

Trent senses I'm tense and says, "What do you want me to do? You wanna lude, is that it?" He pulls out a Pez dispenser and pulls Daffy Duck's head back. I don't say anything, just keep staring at the Pez dispenser and then he puts it away and cranes his neck.

conversation continued. I was the one who felt his frustration and the betrayal. He actually pushed away from

and writhe in tension, pulling you in two directions, leaving you in di-stress.

Like minds do not always blend. They can be an explosive mixture.

Dude, your husband is gonna die!

It was a time of war. Isn't it always.