Quotes About Volatile

His smile is laced with dynamite.

He was mercurial—self-conscious one minute, brazen the next.

I have been uncompromising, peppery, intractable, monomaniacal, tactless, volatile, and oftentimes disagreeable... I suppose I'm larger than life.

Tri-acetone tri-peroxide. TATP." "Like plastic explosive?" I ask.

He was trying to mix fact and faith, science and sorcery, into one palatable, if volatile, brew.

prone to sudden mood swings.

You're obstinate, pliant, merry, morose, all at once. For me there's no living with you, or without you.

I could do with a bit more excess. From now on I'm going to be immoderate--and volatile--I shall enjoy loud music and lurid poetry. I shall be rampant.

He seems to be a man incapable of calm and reasoning reflection; the victim of a succession of unreasoning impulses."113

The inherent dangers of youth will never change. Volatile hearts and ill-advised flirtations can hardly be compared to the hatred and slaughter of war.

Nothing is so fickle and uncertain as popularity. It is here today and gone tomorrow. It is a sandy foundation, and sure to fail those who build upon it.

In the wrong hands," Leto said, "monolithic centralized power is a dangerous and volatile instrument." - "And your hands are the right ones?

I've seen public opinion shift like the wind and put out the very fire it lighted.

I had a book in my hands to while away the time and it occurred to me that in a way a landscape is not unlike a book - a compilation of pages that overlap without two ever being the same. People open the book according to their taste and training, their memories and desires. On occasion these pages are ruled with lines that are invisible to some people, while being for others, as real, as charged and as volatile as high-voltage cables.

El amor es un líquido incoloro, volátil. El amor se inflama y arde. El amor no deja residuos: ni humo ni ceniza. El amor es un veneno disfrazado de vino.

I get mad quick and and go off at the handle quick.

But I can tell you markets are like women, always commanding, always mysterious, always volatile, always exciting and it is not a joke.

Women are very unpredictable.

But this effervescence was frenetic and likely to vanish in an instant;

flibbertigibbet.

I had lost some of my naivete and gained strength. These women with their pointless scheming could not contain me, and I watched the volatile world of the gynaeceum with a detached eye. The Forbidden City had buried my youth, and in the monastery, I had died and come back to life. Friends, enemies and mistresses had all disappeared. I was a ghost from a lost world, still going from one season to the next and still living for one man alone.

Caleb could be so testy for no known reason. At times, it was like dating a woman with irritable bowel syndrome. Or rabies.

I was too exhausted with memories and the volatile tears that memories seemed to drag from me at every opportunity now.

it was like having a pet nuclear device.