Quotes About Pressure

clamped his left hand hard over the wound. Blood

She's always trying to be 'perfect' in this 'perfect' town. She's the one who was so busy being perfect that her husband left her for another—more perfect—woman.

Modern man thinks he loses something—time—when he does not do things quickly; yet he does not know what to do with the time he gains except kill it." Fromm was right; people didn't use extra time earned to relax or connect with friends or family. Instead, they tried to cram more in.

succinctly summarized this sentiment: "Too many parents make life hard for their children by trying, too zealously,

John said that when he was struggling with the pressure of his marriage and his career, he used to think that there'd be a point when he'd be happy again, and then when Gabe died, he thought he'd never be happy again. Now, he says, he's come to feel it's not either/or, yes or no, always or never. "Maybe happiness is sometimes,

people didn't use extra time earned to relax or connect with friends or family. Instead, they tried to cram more in.

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

I am the opposite of most people: for me home is work and work is home. I breathe a sigh of relief when I am buried under the weight of immense work obligations, and I vibrate with anxiety when I imagine this thing called relaxing with a cup of tea.

I can't be under arrest now... I don't have time.

Sometimes I get tired of being the guy who is supposed to deal with un-deal-withable situations.

Same result, only I'd be steam-cooked instead of roasted.

In combat situations, your choices can be judged based only against what you knew at the time. To expect anything more of a soldier is to demand that he or she be superhuman. Which seems, to me, unreasonable.

Back-to-back, Bayard replied, and Grimm felt the sudden, wiry pressure of the other man's shoulders pressed against the middle of his back. I should be friends with taller people, Grimm panted. Bite your tongue, old boy, or I'll hack apart your ankles.

I can't be under arrest right now," I said back to him. "I don't have the time.

I had three days to screw over Nicodemus Archleone and his crew and get this thing out of my head, without getting myself or my friend killed while I did it.

Sometimes I get tired of being the guy who is supposed to deal with un-deal-withable situations. I

I'm sure the world would come to an end if I were allowed to feel a sense of relief and well-being for any length of time.

It's easy to do the right thing when it doesn't cost you. Not as easy to do the right thing when your back is to the wall." Fitz

They're nice cages," I responded. "No space around them. Nothing alive. Places like this turn a man into a gerbil. He comes home and scurries inside. Then he stays there until he's forced to go back out to the job he has to work so that he can make the mortgage payments on this gerbil habitat.

If I was writing during that window, then I imagine that the story was likely late as well and absolutely needed to be finished, so once again I met with inspiration at the corner of Late and Hurry up.

Just once," I growled, "I'd like to save the goddamned day without a shot clock. You know?

I get more threats before nine a.m. than most people get all day

Apparently a gun held to the back of my head engenders a sense of fellowship and goodwill in the depths of my soul. I cooperated.

Barb had no desire for public ministry. My role as an evangelical pastor created untold pressure on her, and she eventually stopped attending church. She loves Jesus, but the typical church routine and mind-set made her crazy.