Quotes About Tension

There are moments when the Chasers drop clangers. It's not that the questions are harder than usual, but it's the pressure and speed.

Would we even recognize an Oliver Stone production if it didn't kick up the usual fuss?

A good horror movie should have peaks and valleys, a good horror movie should move you emotionally; a good horror movie should be exciting to watch and energizing in a weird kind of way.

Speech codes may well increase tension and edginess rather than relieve them. A student at the State University of New York at Binghamton complains that "If you look at someone funny, it's a bias incident."137

So this is where the CIA began—with J. Edgar Hoover telling the British to go to hell, and the British not appreciating it.

Ninety-seven minutes ago," replied Copperfield. "Killed two male nurses and his doctor with his bare hands. The other three orderlies who accompanied him are critical in the hospital." "Critical?" "Yes. Don't like the food, beds uncomfortable, waiting lists too long—usual crap. Other than that they're fine.

The atmosphere in the room was so thick with dramatic clichés you could have cut it with a knife.

Siempre se dice que el deporte europeo por excelencia es el fútbol, pero es mentira: el deporte europeo por excelencia es la guerra.

Two months later Joel loped down the stairs to the third floor and strode along the hall to the conference room. He walked through the door and stopped short at the sight of Letty held high in the arms of a huge blond Adonis.

Speech always begins with stammering. Acts and action always begin with trembling. There is no continuum of the will. It acts on the body by fits and starts (stossweise) and is the product of an interval, a rapid alternation, between tension and release: to act is to produce a difference - even a slight one - between you and yourself. If you eliminate the intervals, tetany ensues: you shake all over.

There is a sound to waiting. It sounds like held breath pounding its fists against the walls of the lung, damp and muffled beats.

When he talked his eyes went away from mine and then he forced himself to look straight at me and he began to explain and I knew that he felt very strange with me and that he hated me, and it was funny sitting there and talking like that, knowing he hated me.

there is peace in despair in exactly the same way as there is despair in peace.

I like being on my own better than I like anything else, but I can't give up love. Maybe it's the tension between longing and aloneness that I need. My own funicular railway, holding in balance the two things most likely to destroy me.

It's not the one thing nor the other that leads to madness, but the space in between.

Somewhere between fear and sex passion is.

I live in the space between chaos and shape. I walk the line that continually threatens to lose its tautness under me, dropping me into the dark pit where there is no meaning. At other times the line is so wired that it lights up the soles of my feet, gradually my whole body, until I am my own beacon, and I see then the beauty of newly created worlds, a form that is not random. A new beginning.

It is not the one thing nor the other that leads to madness, but the space in between them.

Something as straightforward as a difference could lead to something as complex as a breakdown.

Somewhere beween the swamp and the mountains. Somewhere beween fear and sex. Somewere beween God and the Devil passion is and the way there is sudden and the way back worse.

For the first time in months I felt my body slacken. I had been carrying myself like a gun, cocked, alert, ready for trouble, fearing it.

I walk the line that continually threatens to lose its tautness under me, dropping me into the dark pit where there is no meaning.

Somewhere between the swamp and the mountains. Somewhere between fear and sex. Somewhere between God and the Devil passion is and the way there is sudden and the way back is worse.

Resentment increased on both sides, until any little accident could flare up into a fight.