Quotes About Conflict

a blazing fire in an ice storm.

A strike within the realm of the professional never justifies retribution in the realm of the personal

Jeremy shifted to the left, blocking my view of Clay, as if we were Siamese fighting fish that wouldn't attack if we couldn't see each other. "Come

I'm really glad you found me, my voice cracking. Simon squeezed my hand. His lips lowering to my ear, whispering, I— He went rigid, head lifting. Hey, Simon, Tori said behind me. What is she doing here? Derek jabbed his thumb at me. Ask her. I'm not getting any answers.

Jeremy shifted to the left, blocking my view of Clay, as if we were Siamese fighting fish that wouldn't attack if we couldn't see each other.

Chloe) She considers me a friend." (Derek) "Does she? Huh. Never thought friendship started with one girl locking the other— bound and gagged— in a crawl space."

I hate you." "So you've said. It's situational. I don't take it personally." "You should. I realize interpersonal relationships aren't your forte, but a word of advice? You don't fix problems by forcing people to do what you want." "Then I've been doing it wrong for a very long time. At immense profit and professional success." He looked at me over his shades. "Perhaps you're doing it wrong.

Patrick turned to Gabriel. "This is your revenge, isn't it?

This is the dilemma, the contradiction we cannot resolve. We do not want to be them. Yet we are fascinated by them, because every detail tugs at a buried memory.

They need to act like everything's okay, so you can't tell them. Not even Daniel." I backed up, freeing myself. "That's the deal-breaker, isn't it?" he murmured. "Daniel." "I trust--" "I know you do. But I don't, and not because I think he's untrustworthy, but because I don't know him well enough to be sure he won't screw up. The only person I trust is you.

It might not be fatal," I said. "Depends on how long it takes you to find your cell phone." I emptied the rifle's magazine. Then I laid down the gun. "I'd suggest you tell the police it was a hunting accident. Otherwise I'll have to tell them the truth." I helped Sam to the truck. As she got in, she winced, then glowered at the man lying on the ground. "If I could kick him without falling on my ass, I would," she said.

We had to get him to a doctor and, until then, I could only presume it was heart failure and perform CPR if he stopped breathing. I unbuttoned the mayor's shirt. When Nicole inched forward, the pilot snapped at her, and Corey told him to go to hell, which really didn't help matters.

I backed off Nicole fast. They hit her with a needle, but she wouldn't stop trying to get me and they had to haul her out. You b*tch! she shrieked back at me. You think what I did to Serena was bad? Just wait until I get ahold of you. They dragged her away, still spewing threats.

Rafe started to rise again. Daniel caught his arm. "They're not from the fire department," he whispered. "Right. In a fire truck, wearing fire--" "And carrying automatic rifles? Maybe that's standard gear for rescue workers in the States, but no one carries those here. Not even the cops.

What's wrong?" "Nothing." "Liar. Is it Rafe?" When I hesitated, his hands clenched, jaw clenching with them. "That son of a bitch," he muttered. "This is the part where you get to say 'I told you so.

We'll come back for you," Daniel said. "After you have backup, please. No offense, but you guys aren't up to fighting these people.

She stalked off ahead. Daniel shrugged at me, then went back to collect Corey and Hayley. I caught up to Sam. "Don't," she said. "Just don't, okay?" "I was only going to say that we need to head that way." I pointed. "Right." A soft, choked laugh. "Kind of ruins the dramatic effect if I'm storming off in the wrong direction, doesn't it?

You're a witch-hunter. I'm a witch. Hate to break it to you, Daniel, but if you're a witch-hunter? You're doing it wrong." He gave me a sidelong smile. "Maybe it's not that kind of hunting." "Then you're definitely doing it wrong.

Sometimes a friendship is more like a war.

It was the first time he'd ever had a reason to send out Christmas cards, and it had been difficult, finding the right things to say in them, especially since they probably weren't his father, no matter what his mother thought. Not all of them, anyway.

Her chest feels very tight, as if she's suddenly full of poison. You have to keep it all inside. Like throwing yourself on a bomb to save everyone else. Except you're the bomb.

Culture clash is terrific drama

Why is it that those who want to destroy everything good about their country are the quickest to waive the national flag?

In every country, those who were against war had been overruled. The Austrians had attacked Serbia when they might have held back; the Russians had mobilized instead of negotiating; the Germans had refused to attend an international conference to settle the issue; the French had been offered the chance to remain neutral and had spurned it; and now the British were about to join in when they might easily have remained on the sidelines.