Quotes About Tension

Do you ever feel like screaming?' Clary asked him [Jace]. 'Some of the time.

We'll be together there," said Valentine. "As we should be." That sounds terrific,thought Clary.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.

Magnus gave Alec a sidelong look as they climbed the rickety stairs. Alec caught the glance, and his breathing quickened; his blue eyes were bright. Alec bit his lower lip, and Magnus stopped walking. It was only a momentary hesitation. But then Alec reached out and caught his arm, fingers tight above his elbow. 'Magnus', he said in a low voice.

In a mud-slinging contest, everybody gets dirty.

What have you been doing to yourself, Belinda? Girl, you've got more knots in your shoulders than are listed in the Boy Scout handbook.

Don't even think it, Loretta Jane." "That's Hunter out there, Uncle Henry." "You don't know that. You wanna part with you hair, girl?" He seized her arm. "Not only that, but you gotta think about us and how it looks." Several other men gathered around. Loretta glanced at their taut faces, feeling trapped. She heard the coyote again. Hunter. "I'm going. He's out there calling me, and I'm going.

Why was it that whenever I started to not detest him, he did something like this?

It's like if someone had a loaded gun in your face. I don't know how else to describe how it felt to try to talk to my father. Even on a good day. If someone always has a loaded gun in your face, you weigh every word before you say it. You only dare say it if it might save you. But you're never sure, so there's this tendency to freeze. Say nothing at all.

I realized I'd been on pins and needles waiting to see how he'd react to being penned up again. I'll never understand that. How can I be on pins and needles and not even know it? It sounds like a thing that shouldn't exist in the world at all, but there it is. It's discouraging to be in the middle of a life that's impossible to explain.

I burn, I freeze; I am never warm. I am rigid; I forgot softness because it did not serve me.

The war is always going badly.

How long was it, between the time when you were happy, and the time when you wanted to kill him?

Here's what you have to understand about intergalactic civil wars: they're functionally identical to the knockdown, door-slamming, plate-smashing, wall-penetrating, shriek-sobbing drama of any high-strung couple you've ever met.

Can you imagine what it would do to a person, to know that they were standing between three people and that marrow-deep, desperate need?

Byron kissed her gloved hand as they stepped lightly round one another. He could dance like rivers could run. No one had ever kissed her hand before. Emily felt like she was going to throw up and like she was flying all at once.

America took one step closer to entering the war.

The brain is like a pressure cooker and it can only take so much before it blows.

?d? et am?. Qu?r? id faciam fortasse requ?ris. Nesci?, sed fier? senti? et excrucior.

Who wouldn't be in a state of denial when your next-door neighbor suddenly starts shooting at you, casually and without remorse, like you're some kind of unwanted introduced species.

But in a world of fixed size, with no way to get more territory without taking it from a neighbor, there was always a war going on, and usually several.

Soft data, hard conflicts.

Making peace, I have found, is much harder than making war.

A city divided by religion is either already in ruins or close to it.

George Orwell famously described international sport as 'war minus the shooting'. But for all Orwell's greatness as a thinker, this was one of his least felicitous lines, analogous to 'murder minus the death' or 'life minus the breathing'.