Quotes About Tension

What's more serious than a kiss on the brink of war?

We drove out of New Paltz heading due north. Squeezed into my tiny hatchback, among our boxes and bags, were my dog, Nico, the hens, and the humming hive of bees, its openings covered over with tape. The dog eyed the hive, the chickens eyed the dog, and if the bees weren't nervous they were the only ones.

So he watches me. I watch him. And I do not know who will win.

she was faced with not only Pavel Kedrov, the director of the SVR, but with the president of Russia himself.

Over the years, I've come to believe that we need enemies. They're how we define ourselves and fighting them gives us purpose. In the absence of a viable external threat, we begin turning on ourselves. I don't want Russia as an ally. I just want to keep the cold war between us from becoming hot.

This election is tearing the country apart as it is.

Cam shot a glare at a driver in a bright red Camry in the lane next to his who was more concerned with her cell phone than she was in keeping her car from drifting over the line. "Neighbors said the couple used to fight. A suitcase was packed.

Niggaz start to mumble, they wanna rumble/ Mix em and cook em in a pot like gumbo." —N.W.A.

Zzt motioned with the blaster barrel. 'Why don't you just walk out of here and have a nice crap.

Ash held one finger up. "OK. Now listen-" Mary-Lynnette kicked him in the shins. She knew it was inapporopriate, she knew it was uncalled-for, but she couldn't stop herself. She just had to. "Oh, for God's sake," Ash said, hopping backward. "Are you crazy ?

Wait." Stefan's voice was hard suddenly. Bonnie and Elena turned back and froze, embracing each other, trembling. "What is your—your father—going to do to you when he finds out that you allowed this?" "He will not kill me," Sage said brusquely, the wild tone back in his voice. "He may even find it as amusant as I do, and we will be sharing a belly laugh tomorrow.

One of them flicked out a knife and slit the tape.

Co kdybych t? drahá ob?sil?" Usmála se na n?ho dol?, snad mu dob?e nerozum?la, on se usmál též, kopl do židle a bylo to.

I believe that one of the great problems for us as individuals is the depression and the tension resulting from existence in a world which is increasingly less pleasing to the eye.

The two of them were stoic and stone-faced and ten feet apart, currently not even looking at each other, but Zuzana had the impression of a pair of magnets pretending not to be magnets. Which, you know, only works until it doesn't.

Liraz snorted, caught off guard, and the tension between them ebbed away. "I'm sorry if my almost dying interrupted your almost kissing.

Finding Akiva's door still closed, Liraz gave a chuff of derision and didn't knock but only crashed it open and glared at the sight that greeted them. Akiva and Karou, eyes bleary with desire, facing each other on a stone slab and touching, hands to hearts... "Well," Liraz said, her voice as dry as the rest of her was not. "At least you still have your clothes on.

I crave a shawl." He was tense with anger but his hands remained gentle at her waist. He said, "I can make you a shawl." She cocked her head. "You knit? Well. That's an unusual accomplishment in a soldier.

Being near her was like balancing on a tipping world, trying to keep your footing as the ground wanted to roll you forward, hurl you into a spiral from which there was no recovery, only impact, and it was a longed-for impact, a sweet and beckoning collision.

How , with swords clenched in bot hands, could one hope to keep blood from spilling »

I'd figured out the gift of failure, which is that it breaks through all that held breath and isometric tension about needing to look good: it's the gift of feeling floppier.

That sounds terrific, thought Cary, just you, your comatose wife your shell-shocked son, and your daughter who hates your guts. Not to mention that your two kids may be in love with each other. Yeah, that sounds like a perfect family reunion.

Well," Tessa said, sighting along the line of the knife, "you behave as if you dislike me. In fact, you behave as if you dislike us all." "I don't," Gabriel said. "I just dislike him." He pointed at Will. "Dear me," said Will, and he took another bite of his apple. "Is it because I'm better-looking than you?

You know that feeling," she said, "when you are reading a book, and you know that it is going to be a tragedy; you can feel the cold and darkness coming, see the net drawing tight around the characters who live and breathe on the pages. But you are tied to the story as if being dragged behind a carriage and you cannot let go or turn the course aside.