#danger

An errand is getting a tank of gas or picking up a carton of milk or something. It is not getting chased by flying purple pyromaniac gorillas hurling incendiary poo! ↗

— Jim Butcher

#errands #incendiary-poo #pyromaniac-gorillas #danger

And the danger is that in this move toward new horizons and far directions, that I may lose what I have now, and not find anything except loneliness ↗

— Sylvia Plath

#leaving #moving #danger

I’m not dangerous,” I breathed. He brought his face toward mine. “You are to me.” And somehow, against all reason, we were kissing. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#kissing #sydney-sage #danger

There's nothing more dangerous than someone who wants to make the world a better place. ↗

— Banksy

#dangerous #save #world #danger

Within Hobbes’ depiction of the motives for conflict. . . there is a problematic in which the grave threat that human beings pose to other human beings is not constituted simply by the structures of human passions, interests, and desires, nor by the addition of a self-deceptive and egotistical desire for recognition and proof of one’s perhaps illusory power. In this moment, it is the very rationality of other humans, reason in the broad sense, understood as roughly equal to oneself in both capacity and structure, that poses such a threat ↗

— Gregory B. Sadler

#danger #human-nature #politics #rationality #reason

Why would we need to experience the Comforter if our lives are already comfortable? ↗

— Francis Chan

#comforter #holy-spirit #live-dangerously #risk #safety

Beware of being obsessed with consistency to your own convictions instead of being devoted to God. The important consistency in a saint is not to a principle but to the divine life. It is easier to be an excessive fanatic than it is to be consistently faithful, because God causes an amazing humbling of our religious conceit when we are faithful to Him. ↗

— Oswald Chambers

#faith

I felt like I was some kind of primitive spring-loaded machine, placed under far more tension than it had ever been built to sustain, about to blast apart at great danger to anyone standing nearby. I imagined my body parts flying off my torso in order to escape the volcanic core of unhappiness that had become: me. ↗

— Elizabeth Gilbert

#tension #unhappiness #imagination

Do you believe in God, Agent Garrett?” Julian asked suddenly, his eyes on the hallway. The question caught Zane off guard, but he wasn’t sure that was Julian’s goal. Religion didn’t have much place in Zane’s life anymore, like a lot of other things. But did he believe? “Yeah,” he said quietly. Zane figured he’d have long ago been in the ground if it wasn’t for some higher power watching out for him. Julian was nodding. “You should. It’s a bloody miracle your partner has lived this long,” he murmured. He began moving toward the kitchen. “Man’s an idiot,” he muttered under his breath as he passed Zane. ↗

— Abigail Roux

#life

These thrill seeker people doing extreme sports...they have a hideous accident, go through agonizing recovery, and then go back to that activity that nearly killed them...that's not facing your fear, that's embracing your stupidity. ↗

— Kelli Jae Baeli

#fear #philosophy-of-life #stupidity #thrill-seekers #life