Quotes About Recklessness

I hope you're pleased with yourselves. We could all have been killed—or worse, expelled.

They are being driven by a psychopathic Indian apparently bent on killing them all, overtaking on blind rises, racing some other bus to settle an old score, hurtling into corners without slowing down.

There's no fun in playing safe or by the rules, but it's not fun being hit by a semi-truck either.

C'mon, let's go in my room and abuse drugs and stuff!

Uncle Stash said you didn't have to be crazy to to do something stupid, just young.

She laid her palm against his bristled cheek. "You're safe," she whispered. "What the hell did you think you were doing?" he growled, his heart pounding wildly in his chest. "I was going to save you." He threaded his fingers through her tangled hair. She'd lost her bonnet. She was damn lucky she hadn't lost her life. "You little fool," he rasped in a voice rift with emotion. "You brave little fool.

assumed he meant to marry me. So I ran off with him. He was exciting,

It was not recklessness when you risked nothing, when what you did made no difference to anyone, not even to yourself.

He had the look, Vega thought, the one reserved for teenaged boys, the one that says there's nothing but girls and beer and sports in the world and I am goddamn okay with that.

in Beauvoir's experience losers were the most dangerous people. Because eventually they got to the stage where they had nothing more to lose.

If you don't stop, I'm going to take you right here, in front of God, Jacob, and the seagulls.

We had been naive enough to believe that we were invincible; that we could run blind through the hairpin turns of life at treacherous speeds and never crash.

Cuando eres adolescente no eres intocable. Eres estúpido.

But why? Why did you do the evil things you did?' Billy asks suddenly. 'Ah, because I could not imagine consequences,' the Professor says. 'To do harm, to live through evil, is to align oneself with chaos. Now it is the same chaos which is slowly destroying me.

Most reckless things are beautiful in some way, and recklessness is what makes experimental art beautiful, just as religions are beautiful because of the strong possibilities that they are founded on nothing.

Rachel's way was not so easy. When she lost her fat she became very pretty and quite fast. She smoked and drank and probably fornicated and the abyss that opens up before a pretty and an intemperate young woman is unfathomable.

A real man does not think of victory or defeat. He plunges recklessly towards an irrational death. By doing this, you will awaken from your dreams.

Sometimes I was like Beavis and Butt-head growing up. I know people who lit their friend's house on fire accidentally.

I was completely crazy and mad when I was young. I was absolutely in love with the dissolute.

Become careless with fire, and sure enough, fire will burn you. Do treachery, and treachery will be done you. Kill, and be punished with death. All these I've done. Now I pay the price, in my own flesh and blood.

You shout because it makes you brave or you want to announce your recklessness.

People get bitten. But I won't.' I found myself saying, 'You will, you will. These snakes don't know you find death inconceivable. They don't know you're young and strong and you think death applies to everyone but you. They will bite you and you will die.

Her gust of laughter had a self-propelling recklessness I knew all too well from wild nights with Boris, an edge of giddiness and hysteria that I associated (in myself, anyway) with having narrowly missed death. There had been nights in the desert where I was so sick with laughter, convulsed and doubled over with aching stomach for hours on end, I would happily have thrown myself in front of a car to make it stop.

It was Boris I missed, the whole impulsive mess of him: gloomy, reckless, hot-tempered, appallingly thoughtless. Boris pale and pasty, with his shoplifted apples and his Russian-language novels, gnawed-down fingernails and shoelaces dragging in the dust. Boris—budding alcoholic, fluent curser in four languages—who snatched food from my plate when he felt like it and nodded off drunk on the floor, face red like he'd been slapped.