Quotes About Menace

Inside the hall, staring down at them: Darkstalker, wearing a crown made of twisted metal with sharp points.

A secret IceWing ability to kill dragons with a sneer?

A pattern of black diamond scales ran along her back and real black diamonds hung from her ears, outlined in white gold. An aura of menace seemed to surround her.

If men were to consider what they were at – if they were to look about them, and reflect upon the cost of life in a universe where prisons, brothels, madhouses, and regiments of men armed and trained to kill other men are so very common – why, I doubt we should see many of these poor mewling little larval victims, so often a present misery to their parents and a future menace to their kind.

And if I see you step foot on my property again, I'll do more than make a phone call, " he says, waving the baseball bat around menacingly.

The writer's role is to menace the public's conscience. He must have a position, a point of view. He must see the arts as a vehicle of social criticism and he must focus on the issues of his time.

Cars frighten me. They look vicious. Growling, screeching, fast-moving assassins. -Bec

and when I finish with your toes and fingers, I'll move on to your nose and ears! Steve yelled. But first I'll cut your eyelids off, so you can see everything that I'm gonna do. After that I'll— Steve, I wheezed, stopping him midflow. Want to know the secret of winning a fight like this? Less talking — more stabbing.

Be still while I get up or I'll make an opening in your head for brains to leak in.

Death is hungry and Destruction is determined and it does not like its intended victims to get away.

knew there were guys inside waiting to kill you. He held the phone in front of the reader

I made some more threats. I've got this big knife back here. He poked his thumb over his shoulder. It attracts a lot of attention sometimes.

like some unholy bird of prey was swooping down on him. Preacher saw the

at a touch of external difficulties or menace all these fierce internal controversies would disappear for the time being, and we should be brought into line and into tune. But why is it that men are so constituted that they can only lay aside their own domestic quarrels under the impulse of what I will call a higher principle of hatred?…

In these lands you're a name to avoid, you're bound for defeat, you're a sign pointing out those who must be destroyed.   At

Don't give them enough time to arrange a solid defense. We've got to appear against them like an uncontrollable nightmare of spears and battle-axes and flashing swords!

She's so small, yet she contains so much evil.

The gray mists and the grayer houses were full of the menace of memory: they were like traitorous tombs from which the cadavers of dead hours poured forth to assail me with envenomed fangs and talons.

But the greatest menace to our civilization today is the conflict between giant organized systems of self-righteousness -- each system only too delighted to find that the other is wicked -- each only too glad that the sins give it the pretext for still deeper hatred and animosity.

He rises from the throne. "Come, have a seat." His voice is replete with danger, lush with menace. The flowering branches have sprouted thorns so thickly that petals are barely visible. "This is what you wanted, isn't it?" he asks. "What you sacrificed everything for. Go on. It's all yours.

Remember that I'm still a monster. I can listen to you scream and cry and beg and I still won't let you out.

If you stop," she says, "I will also kill you.

I am going to kill you," Tamara said very calmly. "I am going to sort your guts into piles.

It is not long before we come to the royal rose garden. The guards stop at the gate, letting us go on alone. As we make our way down a path of shimmering quartz steps, everything is hushed. The wind carries floral scents through the air, a wild perfume that doesn't exist outside of Faerie and reminds me all at once of home and menace.