Quotes About Tension

A lot of guys don't want to admit that they have a propensity for generosity and for violence.

A match against Pakistan is never an easy prospect - especially for goalkeepers in a penalty shootout. We can either become heroes or zeroes.

Britain in 2018 has the feel of a Netflix drama approaching its season finale. It's the classic 'how on earth does anyone get out of this one?' kind of cliffhanger, with all of the key protagonists confronted by their nemesis.

I'm always shook up and nervous and I've got the hospital record to prove it.

How dreadful a thing, mother, is the enmity of relations, having means of reconciliation seldom to be brought about!

Taking a shit is always a big production in a war zone.

Sometimes," said Julia, "I feel the past and the future pressing so hard on either side that there's no room for the present at all.

We think it a very promising little war. A microcosm, as you might say, of world drama.

in that city there is neurosis in the air which the inhabitants mistake for energy.

Why are all the exciting things so uncomfortable

Ah, she cried, you look so cool. Their eyes met, and they stared together at each other, alone in space. With an effort she glanced down at the table. You always look so cool, she repeated. She had told him that she loved him, and Tom Buchanan saw.

There is a moment—Oh, just before the first kiss, a whispered word—something that makes it worth while.

A pause; it endured horribly.

It passed, and he began to talk excitedly to Daisy, denying everything, defending his name against accusations that had not been made. But with every word she was drawing further and further into herself, so he gave that up and only the dead dream fought on as the afternoon slipped away, trying to touch what was no longer tangible, struggling unhappily, undespairingly, toward that lost voice across the room.

In this heat every extra gesture was an affront to the common store of life.

The diplomats were at their customary business of making the world safe for new wars.

Almost painfully he took his eyes from her.

He waited rather breathlessly for her next remark...

I did not think- I was a battleground for the thoughts of many men; rather was I one of those desirable but impotent countries over which the great powers surge back and forth.

He saw Nicole in the garden. Presently he must encounter her and the prospect gave him a leaden feeling. Before her he must keep up a perfect front, now and tomorrow, next week and next year. All night in Paris he had held her in his arms while she slept light under the luminal; in the early morning he broke in upon her confusion before it could form, with words of tenderness and protection, and she slept again with his face against the warm scent of her hair.

Yes—well they were having words and she tossed some sand in his face. So naturally he sat on top of her and rubbed her face in the sand. We were—electrified.

Gatsby took up his drink. 'They certainly look cool,' he said, with visible tension. We drank in long greedy swallows.

Most of the remaining women were now having fights with men said to be their husbands.

She [suddenly]: I like you. He: Don't. She: Modest too-- He: I'm afraid of you. I'm always afraid of a girl--until I've kissed her. She [emphatically]: My dear boy, the war is over. He: So I'll always be afraid of you. She [rather sadly]: I suppose you will [A slight hesitation on both their parts.]