Quotes About Tension

A left jab from him had all the majesty of a formal declaration of war.

Love is a clash of lightnings

but my schadenfreude was dampened by the knowledge that if Detective Hernandez didn't have it in for me before, she sure as shootin' did now.

Amazing how the soup pots of small towns are just waiting to boil over anything at all.

The weapons are held to the head of all the world, and the world behaves. No one has an advantage; no one can win.

Chad seemed both venomous and insecure, a flammable combination.

This tension stimulated the gland of entertainment in me and I found myself in the role of master of revels, the evening fool, with cards in my sleeves and a ready joke for every interval of silence.

Sensing that Mrs. Brown was preparing to launch a verbal grenade but not knowing exactly how to divert the attack, I simply shrugged my shoulders and prepared for the worst.

walk. A German shepherd bounded around the corner of the house, barking and snarling. Angel started back to her car when she heard

Was life, were human relations like this always, Therese wondered. Never solid ground underfoot. Always like gravel, a little yielding, noisy so the whole world could hear, so one always listened, too, for the loud, harsh step of the intruder's foot.

One situation – maybe one alone – could drive me to murder: family life, togetherness.

She had seen just now what she had only sensed before, that the whole world was ready to be their enemy, and suddenly what she and Carol had together seemed no longer love or anything happy but a monster between them, with each of them caught in a fist.

She wished the tunnel might cave in and kill them both, that their bodies might be dragged out together.

He could feel the belligerence growing in Freddie Miles as surely as if his huge body were generating a heat that he could feel across the room.

When she stood up, the woman was looking at her with the calm gray eyes that Therese could neither quite face nor look away from.

A terrible silence fell in the room. Bill Ireton looked suddenly sober as a trout.

Tren, öfkeli bir zang?rt? tutturmuÅŸ gidiyordu.

You can always tell when a town has gone bad. People gather in little groups, talking in low voices. Their postures are taut and awkward. They have the look of those who have been brushed by brutality and do not know how to cope with it—a look of shame, as if they had somehow caused the violence that frightens them.

Not only does it set a poor precedent, it does nothing but fuel the tension

Whether in war or peace, the chief difference between good thinking and bad thinking is this: good thinking deals with causes and effects and leads to logical, constructive planning; bad thinking frequently leads to tension and nervous breakdowns.

En paz o en guerra, la principal diferencia entre el modo de pensar bueno y el malo radica en esto: el buen pensar examina las causas y los efectos y lleva a proyectos lógicos y constructivos; el mal pensar conduce frecuentemente a la tensión y a la depresión nerviosa.

Tensions on both sides are already high

Tension is living in the gap between certainty and uncertainty. We always begin with what we know, and are irresistibly drawn to what we don't know. We are inveterately curious. We are wired to grow, and all growth stretches us beyond our comfort level. Comfort is the absence of tension; growth requires a swim in murky, dangerous waters... Tension is the medium which we breathe everyday.

Tension is the medium in which we breathe every day.