Quotes About Gun

I reset the alarm, let myself out, and went to my car. I dumped the yearbooks and files onto the passenger seat, but didn't drive away. I thought about the gun. Amy might have had second thoughts. She might have decided it was too loud or too smelly or just wasn't fun. Maybe having a gun around the house made her feel less safe, so she got rid of it. There were plenty of innocent reasons her gun was missing, but guesses weren't facts. I

Pike hung up, and I stood in the center of the kitchen and listened to the silence. Someone had been in my home, and it made me feel creepy and violated and angry. I pulled out the Dan Wesson, sat it on the kitchen counter, and crossed my arms. "Let's see'm come back now." Acting tough will sometimes help, but not always, and the gun did not lessen the feeling that I was vulnerable and at risk. They seldom do.

Pike put down the phone, pushed the magazine into the gun, then jacked the slide and set the safety. If Pike could ever know bliss, it filled him now, but he showed nothing. He had them. He had a line that might bring him to Meesh, and then he would clear the field. All these bastards trying to kill this girl, this one girl, all of them ganged against her, and he would clear the field, but not for justice. It would be punishment. Punishment was justice.

aside, Dan kept the gun

Tariq tucked the gun into the waist of his denims. Then he said a thing both lovely and terrible. For you, he said. I'd kill with it for you, Laila.

If I ever do get married, Tariq said, they'll have to make room for three on the wedding stage. Me, the bride, and the guy holding the gun to my head

somewhere deep inside, her sister understood dimly that her beauty was a weapon. A loaded gun, with the barrel pointed at her own head.

A shaft of sweetness shoots through me from top to toe when the sun rises; I shoulder my gun in silent exaltation.

No, replied the soldier. for my gun isn't loaded. Not loaded? No; for fear of accidents. And I've forgotten where I hid the powder and shot to load it with. But if you'll wait a short time I'll try to hunt them up.

Every night I talk to God, but he don't say nothing back. I know he protecting me, but I still stay with my gat.

I go to church strapped with a 45 glock.

If the world were a bar, America would currently be the angry drunk waving around a loaded gun. Yeah, the other people in the bar may be afraid of him, but they sure as hell don't respect him.

Americans have the will to resist because you have weapons. If you don't have a gun, freedom of speech has no power.

All political power comes from the barrel of a gun.

Our principle is that the Party commands the gun, and the gun must never be allowed to command the Party.

Religion has become so many different things. Religion is an economic thing for some people. Religion is a gun.

I need a weapon," Valkyrie muttered. "You're an Elemental with a Necromancer ring, trained in a variety of martial arts by some of the best fighters in the world," Skulduggery pointed out. "I'm fairly certain that makes you a weapon." "I mean a weapon you hold. You have a gun, Tanith has a sword... I want a stick." "I'll buy you a stick for Christmas.

I'm in the mood for some fighting." "If there is," Stephanie said, handing him his gun, "here's something you can use." "Ah, bless. I've missed her. Do you have bullets?" "Uh, no." Skulduggery paused. "Excellent," he said, and tucked the gun away.

We came here unarmed." Donegan said cheerfully, and Gracious looked at him. "You're unarmed?" he asked, surprised. "Yes," Donegan said. "Aren't you?" "Well I suppose so. Apart from my gun." Donegan glared at him. "What? Why did you bring a gun? I told you to come unarmed." "I thought you were joking." "Why would I be joking?" "I don't know, I thought that's what made it funny.

Do you have bullets?" "Uh, no." Skulduggery paused. "Excellent," he said, and tucked the gun away.

A lot of people refer to power as shooting a loaded gun. When you have to shoot the gun, you've lost the power. Other people's knowledge of your gun should be enough.

The biggest police gun battle ever to take place on American soil had begun, and it was on live television. —

The man with the machine gun was Joe Remiro, and the student was Lance Ito, who later became the judge in the criminal trial of O. J. Simpson.

If you drive down there," I said, "he'll just escape the other way. That's what he's counting on. You have to walk down there, point your gun at him, and yell at him in that charming way you have.