Quotes About Tension

Just a reminder - a guidebook is no substitute for skill, experience, judgment and lots of tension.

This is getting funny, but there ain't nobody laughing.

With two laps to go then the action will begin, unless this is the action, which it is.

Jokes are better than war. Even the most aggressive jokes are better than the least aggressive wars. Even the longest jokes are better than the shortest wars.

So long as the desires of freedom, peace, and to know stuff exists it will eventually beget drama.

Try to look unimportant; they may be low on ammo.

A baseball game is simply a nervous breakdown divided into nine innings.

You cant fight in here, this is the War Room!

This suspense is terrible. I hope it will last.

There is no solution. I can see no possibility of peace in my lifetime. So long as they continue with their attacks, we will continue our defenses. We are trapped in tits for tats. It is impossible for someone so sensitive like myself to live life this way.

Durante la fe, durante la duda, el hastío nos visita como el sueño: en el instante en que la voluntad afloja su tensión. Pero cuando la fe y la duda se dejan descubrir en su ingenua, profunda relación, y sobreviene el asombro ante la absurdidad de la existencia, ante la maravillosa indiferencia de Dios, uno recupera la calma para siempre, y la calma para siempre es el hastío.

el miedo a las situaciones violentas es el que mayor inquietud me produce.

She flew at Harriet and tore the flowers from her hair and scratched her face. Harriet, too dazed to defend herself, reeled back. Agnes flew to Harriet's aid and got her face well and truly slapped for her pains. "Slut!" screamed Cordelia, panting. "Jade! How dare you disobey my orders? You have given Arden such a

The tendency is to view God as a cosmic ogre, bound and determined to administer well-deserved punishment; or we envision God as an eternal Mr. Rogers, eager to welcome us all to the neighborhood of the Kingdom.....Jesus however, lived with the dynamic tension of God's wrath and grace; in fact he embodied the paradox.

The sight made her ache. How can I not touch you? she thought hopelessly, and then she was doing it, her fingers on his wrist. He didn't jump or even look at her, just stopped writing. Neither one of them moved, nothing moved, and the whole thing lasted three or four seconds at most, but when Pen took her hand away and started to breathe again, her chest hurt, as though she had been holding her breath for a very long time.

He smiled the kind of smile that is the reason for wars and poetry.

Ida was a natural historian who knew how to throw in enough fiction to keep up dramtic tension. And she was replete with details, like a big fat colorful nineteenth-century historical novel, inching forward slowly....Ida's narrative line, like her waistline, was ample.

I met his gaze, but nothing else needed to be said. We both knew we were fucked.

Once, for Paul, as for his contemporaries, Israel's election and the demand of the law stood side by side in unresolved tension. Now he found their resolution, not in some synthesis or new idea, but in an event: the incarnation, crucifixion and resurrection of the Son of God. In Christ the demand of the law and the fulfillment of promise meet.

The brain is a goal-seeking organism. Setting a goal creates structural tension in your brain, which will seek to close the gap between where you are and where you want to be, who you are and who you want to become. If you don't set goals, your mind will become stagnant. Goal setting is good stewardship of your right-brain imagination. It's also great for your prayer life.

243.0 megacycles, known as Guard channel, which all airplanes with UHF kept tuned in for emergency use. The USAF called that frequency Navy Common. The Navy jocks said it was Air Force Common. The Marines could not have cared less.

The whole scene seemed lit by a thousand dusty, forty-watt lightbulbs. He had to make a move. 'I need to get to my officer,' he said. Palmer didn't appear to be listening. Thorne took a step forwards, and in a second the gun was levelled at him. 'No!' Palmer shouted. Thorne was genuinely surprised. 'What are you playing at, Martin?' Palmer said nothing.

There are some people who want to throw their arms round you simply because it is Christmas; there are other people who want to strangle you simply because it is Christmas.' ROBERT WILSON LYND

It was relaxed. It was coffee and biscuits and comfy-chairs casual. But Thorne could hear the tension and defensiveness in everything Roper said. The same way that a Parisian would always hear Thorne's London accent, however fluently he might speak French.