Quotes About Tension

But what would happen … I mean, what would be so awful … if they did meet up?" "Why, it would be like the West," Samira said. "There would be harassment. People would be all the time having love affair.

Nobody knows how long the arrests wil go on and who else will be taken. He feels even he does not know, and he is in charge of it.

What's ink in Whitehall is blood in the borderlands, what's a quibble in the law courts is a stabbing in the streets.

I tell you, Cromwell, you've got face, coming here." "My lord — you sent for me." "Did I?" Norfolk looks alarmed. "It's come to that?

Sometimes peace looks like war, you cannot tell them apart. . .

Sarah's father's shoulders began to shake. Tears poured down his cheeks. He took first one hand, and then the other, off the steering wheel to mop his eyes. He drove, weeping and groaning, at 140 kilometres an hour. Sarah's mother would not look at him. Sarah and Saffron stared, dumbstruck. Then it gradually dawned on them that he was laughing.

There comes a time when we can no longer tell the invaders from the invaded. That is what we call "War.

The urge to kill is shown by glares, not by words.

You really do want me,' I say, close enough to feel the warmth of his breath as it hitches. 'And you hate it.

Your ridiculous family might be surprised to find that not everything is solved by murder," Locke calls after me. "We would be surprised to find that," I call back.

That's family for you. Can't live with them, can't murder them.

I hate him more than all the others. I hate him so much that sometimes when I look at him, I can hardly breathe.

I haul around and slap him. It's a stinging blow, smearing the gold on his cheekbone and causing his skin to redden. We stare at each other for long moments, breathing hard. His eyes are bright with something entirely different from anger. I am in over my head. I am drowning.

Mutually assured destruction.

That's family for you. Can't live with them; can't murder them. Unless Barron rats me out to Yulikova. Then I really might.

Jones looks like he wants to slug me, which is only subtly different from his usual way of looking at me like I'm a slug.

You really do want me.¨ I say, close enough to feel the warmth of his breath as it hitches. ¨And you hate it.¨ page 307

Kiss me again,¨ he says, drunk and foolish. ¨Kiss me until I am sick of it.¨ I feel those words, feel them like a kick to the stomach. He sees my expression and laughs, a sound of full mockery. I cant tell which of us he´s laughing at. ¨He hates you. Even if he wants you, he hates you. Maybe he hates you the more for it.¨

Jude Duarte, you will leave the High Kings side,¨ Balekin says. At that tone, Cardan´s focus narrows. ¨She will not,¨ he says. Page 287

My gaze cuts toward Cardan. I walk over to him, squat down, and begin to prize off his royal ring. He tries to pull his hand out og my grasp, but hes tied in such a way that he cant. I yank it off his finger. I hate how i feel around him, the irrational panic when i touch his skin. page 262

We should have called truce , he'd said, brushing back his ink-black hair impatiently. We should have called truce long before this. But neither of us called it, not then, not after. Jude , he'd said, running a hand up my calf, are you afraid of me?

It's not what you think," Vince said from the mouth of the hall. He didn't turn, so she couldn't even try to interpret his expression. The humor had left his voice, though. "Oh, yeah?" she called after him. "Then why are you leaving?" "Because it's worse.

I only know how to be cruel or to laugh when I am discomposed.

the feeling of falling in love is very like the feeling of fear.