Quotes About Tension

Violence: these days, it is all the rage

Something passes between us that I'm pretty sure both of us can feel, even though neither one of us says anything. It's not even any kind of attraction, even though I've been feeling that on and off all night. This is something different. We have a secret now. A secret from Ava.

You're not eating the cheese," Frank says accusingly. And you're fucking my mom, I want to say back.

I know your game, you know. You get nasty when you're backed into a corner.

This right here is one of those relationship things. Your shit got mixed up with her shit and it all blew up like a shit bomb.

I suspect the next 10 years will be years of turmoil and hardship the globe over, and with that will come a surge in a certain kind of American patriotism. Therefore, American Christians will be challenged to remember where our true fealty lies. I'm not saying there's no place for patriotism. But Christians are people whose first allegiance cannot be to a nation-state, not to any nation-state. Increased geopolitical tension may tempt us to forget that.

There it was again, the prickling sense of standing on a precipice.

Essay writing is not about facts, although the essay may contain facts. Essay writing is about transcribing the often convoluted process of thought, leaving your own brand of breadcrumbs in the forest so that those who want to can find their way to your door. xvii The essayist often brings to the writing table an odd mix of shame and showmanship and it may well be that the tension thererin is what propels the work. xx

Dex was relieved Dr. Gage didn't reveal how they'd met yesterday — with Dex almost getting squashed by Dr. Gage's SUV.

But Dewey didn't look at him. He was looking at something downstream. He had a strange look on his face. And then Chet saw it too: a gray triangle sticking up through the water, heading right for Dewey.

They were close enough that he could feel the hurried beat of her heart. He could feel Charlotte's indecision in every word she didn't say and every move she didn't make. She was tense with uncertainty, quivering with irresolution. She might not be leaning into him, but she wasn't pulling away, either.

As the two struggled, Quesada's guard took Hernández hostage, and suddenly the ship was without officers

But English Protestants rebelled. "Bloody Mary" ordered the execution of the conspirators

Mrs. Richardson, however, could not let Izzy be, and the feeling coalesced in all of them: Izzy pushing, her mother restraining, and after a time no one could remember how the dynamic had started, only that it had existed always.

She had learned, with Izzy's birth, how your life could trundle along on its safe little track and then, with no warning, skid spectacularly off course. Every time Mrs. Richardson looked at Izzy, that feeling of things spiraling out of control coiled around her again, like a muscle she didn't know how to unclench.

He wants the old man to deliver a biting comeback, he wants the old man to punch the pizza guy in his smirking face, he wants the old man to back away before the pizza guy says—or does—something worse. Before he lifts those hands that pound and flatten thick dough into compliance. The moment tautens and tightens,

Mrs. Richardson remained annoyed with

On a soap, happiness never lasts for very long!

When all the details fit in perfectly, something is probably wrong with the story.

After some minutes of Grant trying to ease the situation by talking about the Mexican War, to which Lee responded in a polite, abstracted fashion, Lee reminded Grant of the reason for their meeting.

Before a battle or a landing, you get a little nervous tension. Once the shooting starts it goes away. You don't have time to think. You just do what you have to do. After the battle it sinks in. We took the Germans by

When the waiter came I ordered a glass of Chianti, and Bill kicked me under the table and shook his head "no." I stuck to my guns and drank my wine, but I do know there was a little tension in Bill's face after that at the table every time I lifted my glass. Bill and Sam stuck to ginger ale. Bill later told me that before the dinner he had been recommending me to Jimmy and he wanted me to make a good impression. During

The peace pipe has killed the lungs (Le calumet de la paix - A tué les poumons faits.)

What am I doing? Tearing myself. My usual occupation at most times.