Quotes About Tension

While nobody wants to say how bad it is, there's no way to pretend it's a normal day.

Under the table, I crossed my legs so hard it hurt. I was using all the strength it would take to run away, only to stay still.

Sostén. No quiero ser el fuerte, pero tampoco quiero ser el débil. ¿Por qué siempre da la impresión de que hay que ser uno u otro? Cuando nos abrazamos, siempre hay uno que aprieta con un poco más de fuerza.

before I can ask you what's going on, you tell me there's something we need to talk about. This is it, the moment before you tell me the precise thing I don't want to know. Is this the zenith? This last moment of ignorance? Or does it come much later?

I didn't want to see her. I was desperate to see her. I wanted to hold it together. I wanted to melt down right at her feet and scream, Look what you've done to me.

The house is a place where things can go wrong.

Jennifer Lynch: My father deeply loved both of his parents, but he also despised all that goodness, the white picket fence and all that. He has a romantic idea of that stuff, but he also hated it because he wanted to smoke cigarettes and live the art life, and they went to church and everything was perfect and quiet and good. It made him a little nutty.

Watch tonight's episode. Someone might die.

There's a short circuit between my brain and my tongue, thus "Leave me the fuck alone" comes out as "Well, maybe. Sure. I guess I can see your point.

Perhaps the little Negro girl was holding a concealed razor blade. Maybe she was one of the troublemakers out for a fresh white scalp.

Every clue was italicized with a burst of surging trumpets, and under questioning, the suspects snapped like toothpicks, buckling in less time than it took to soft-boil an egg.

If you ever mention my uncle to me again, I will personally push your face through the top of this table, Elizabeth told him in a flat, deadly tone, and the baron recoiled physically from her.

I hate time travel.

Con todo, no podía reprimir los vívidos recuerdos de aquella pasión, su cuerpo se ponía tenso y comenzaba a temblar. Por fin la tensión se aflojaba y una deliciosa sensación de plenitud recorría sus miembros. Su amor del pasado había vuelto a la vida.

A flock of sheep near the airport or a high voltage generator beside the orchard: these combinations open up my life like a wound, but they also heal it. That's why my feelings always come in twos.

You don't make peace with friends. You make it with very unsavory enemies.

Things don't like me. Furniture purposely sticks out its leg for me. A polished corner once literally bit me. My blanket and I have always had a complicated relationship.

We worried for her. We tend to assume the worst, here in Willesden. We watched her watching the shuttlecock. Pock, smash. Pock, smash. As if one player could imagine only a violent conclusion and the other only a hopeful return.

am so angry at you right now.

I think great novels free us into an understanding that the tension between true/not true might in fact be liveable, might not have to be judged and immediately neutralized in the court of public opinion or in the oppressive conservatism of our social lives.

In chaos there is order, and in order there lies chaos.

sense from what Sheba has told me that these dates, beneath their surface larkiness, were rather tense for her. In the classroom or on the heath with Connolly, she could believe that theirs was a beautiful, forbidden love—something sweet and fine and, if only the circumstances were tweaked, infinitely viable. Out in the world, she was forced to recognise their radical oddness as a couple.

It looked so quiet and peaceful around. But the stillness was the sleep of swords.

They fought and somehow he managed to bite Tea Cake high up on his cheek-bone once.