Quotes About Tension

He appreciated her as a companion; he admired her as a comrade; he wanted her as a lover. All innocuous enough each on its own. Put together . . . Christ. What a coil.

Relations with the Patagonian giants deteriorated when a European scouting party unearthed a cache of Indian weapons.

Enraged, the other crew members

Here stands a girl clutching a knife. There is grease on the stove, blood in the air, and angry words piled in the corners. We are trained not to see it, not to see any of it. . . . Someone just ripped off my eyelids.

Here stands a girl clutching a knife. There is grease on the stove, blood in the air, and angry words piled in the corners.

I used to dream about bringing a knife to therapy and slicing her into pork chop-sized pieces.

The fight simmers gently on the back of the stove all afternoon, the bubbles rising up and popping, ingredients falling to the bottom, then surfacing again. It doesn't boil over until the sun sets.

Mysterious affair, electricity.

I know each conversation with a psychiatrist in the morning made me want to hang myself because I knew I could not strangle him.

Progress is a tension between the notion of perfection and the notion that striving, not finding, is important.

There may be a conflict between softminded religionists and toughminded scientists, but not between science and religion.

Why do we always fight?" she whispered. "You know why." Yeah, she did. "It's science." "Combustible chemistry," he agreed. "Dangerous.

I plant a gentle parting kiss on his lips, our strategy is well and truly screwed at this stage anyway. We barely lasted a day.

Suddenly, a high-pitched sound blasted into the room. The floor began shaking beneath her feet. She paused for a moment, wondering if she was causing this.

Part of me can't understand how Mom could do this. But there's that other part of me that can readily relate. Because I feel a pull in two different directions too.

Smile, smile , smile At your mind As often as possible. Your smiling will considerably reduce Your mind's tearing tension.

The really happy man never laughs - seldom - though he may smile. He does not need to laugh, for laughter, like weeping is a relief of mental tension - and the happy are not over strung.

I look down from the branch I'm perched on. The Careers look murderous. Now I smile.'How have things been with you?' I ask sweetly.

I believe that one of the great problems for us as individuals is the depression and the tension resulting from existence in a world which is increasingly less pleasing to the eye.

Whatever begins to be tranquil is gobbled up by something not tranquil.

Flux has heightened us into knots of staid tension.

I feel like a tent that wants to be a kite, tugging at my stakes.

To try to distill the Bible, which is bursting with life, drama, and tension, to a series of principles would be like trying to reduce a living person to a diagram.

you can have no conflict, without being yourselves the aggressors