Quotes About Tension

The first group I went to, there were introductions: this is Alice, this is Brenda, this is Dover. Everyone smiles with that invisible gun to their head.

Ev­ery phone call I get fills me with joy and ter­ror since this could be the case­work­er or the killer.

She tries to not ask, to stop asking, but the effort is like trying to un-pop a balloon.

With a gun barrel pressed between you're teeth, you speak only in vowels.

It hides the seams in narrative the way a strip of molding hides the junction where walls and floor meet. And it allows a person to think beyond each new drama, thus moving the story forward and allowing unresolved issues to pile up and increase tension.

Mir entgeht keineswegs, dass es hier um den zentralen Konflikt meines Lebens geht: Ich liebe meine Familie über alles, außer wenn ich mit ihr zusammen bin.

She's being such an overreaction.

The door to my boss's office is always closed now, and we haven't traded more than two words any day since he found the fight club rules in the copy machine and I maybe implied I might gut him with a shotgun blast. Just me clowning around, again.

War is not a state of being. It is meant to be a temporary chaos between periods of peace. Some want it to be a course of things: a default fact of existence. But I will not let that be so.

War is not a state of being. It is meant to be a temporary chaos between periods of peace.

We laugh so that we don't scream.

Your best authorial self is always one about to ruin the story.

War is not a state of being. It is meant to be a temporary chaos between periods of peace. Some want it to be the course of things: a default fact of existence.

No, I just mean … I'm not into … this." "This?" Her scowl deepens and her teeth bare. "Aliens?" "Women." "Oh. Oh. " "Yes, oh." "Oh.

Conflict is the food that feeds the reader. It's a spicy hell-broth that nourishes.

Story should be a descent -- the feeling that there is an intense gravity to the narrative that draws you down, down, down.

War is not a state of being. It is meant to be a temporary chaos between periods of peace. Some want it to be the course of things: a default fact of existence. But I will not let that be so.

The times we live in often dictate the type of entertainment we seek -- and we're starting to slide once more into a very dark and scary corner of American life.

It's all elbows, Paul. Death and elbows.

Travell and Simons describe a trigger point as simply a small contracture knot in muscle tissue

I wanted him to reassure me, and when I saw he wasn't going to, I thought, This is when the shit hits the fan.

He was the one who was making her heart pound with fear and desire. He was the one who would then calm her fears, only to kindle them again with a whisper, a touch, the stroke of a whip, the blade of a knife.

Pretty small island if everybody fighting everybody.

Annabelle, I'm going to kill you! I cried, frowning at the mess. Then I glanced down the stairway and gasped. It looked like someone had beaten me to it.