Explosive Quotes

“Let us evade the grueling imprisonment of our mental cage and invade the explosive power of love. Only by redirecting lost momentum to positive thinking we can restrengthen the mold of our trust. (“Le ciel c’est l’autre”)”
― Erik Pevernagie

“Ten years old. Seemed perfectly normal, which under the circumstances, according to the doctor who first interviewed him, meant he probably wasn’t. Years later that would be amended. “He has a talent for violence.”
― William Kely McClung, Black Fire

“She smiled again and the sun came back out. Raced backward up from the sea and lit her face. He told himself to ignore it. It wasn’t that special. Not really. He couldn’t be sure, but if his display of ignorance could make her do it again, it might be worth checking out.”
― William Kely McClung, Black Fire

“No one knew more than he how fast life could change. He pulled a trigger and four seconds later the life of a man a thousand meters away was over.”
― William Kely McClung, Black Fire

“Reckoner Super Plan for Killing Regalia...

Step One: find Regalia, then totally explode her. Lots and Lots.

Step Two: put Val on decaf.

Step Three: Mizzy gets a cookie.”
― Brandon Sanderson, Firefight

“When he put the old-fashioned mechanical toy on her palm, she stopped breathing. It was a tiny representation of an atom, complete with colored ball bearings standing in for neutrons, protons, and on the outside, arranged on arcs of fine wire, electrons. Turning the key on the side made the electrons move, what she’d thought were ball bearings actually finely crafted spheres of glass that sparked with color. A brilliant, thoughtful, wonderful gift for a physics major.

“Why magnesium?” she asked, identifying the atomic number of the light metal. His hand on her jaw, his mouth on her own. “Because it’s beautifully explosive, just like my X.”
― Nalini Singh, Tangle of Need

“Maybe fire and kerosene don't go together for a reason.”
― Dannika Dark, Three Hours

“That's the real excellent scary part, that feeling, and that feeling won't come if the lady from next door is there and your mom won't ride the ride, because what brings on that feeling most is when your mom rides wedged in tight with you and your brother on nights like this, when your mom will scream the excellent scream, the scream that people you see in snatches on the boardwalk stop and stare for, the scream that stops the ride next door, the scream that tells us to our hearts the bolts have finally broken.”
― Mark Richard, The Ice at the Bottom of the World: Stories

“Got a light? See? Careful. I'm everything you ever dreamed.”
― Ali Smith, The Accidental

“Laura explained that her mother “went on tirades.” Something could set her off and she would whirl around the house like a cyclone. The warning signal was “the look.” The look was a piercing, threatening glare that meant “I could kill you.” When Laura was a child, her mother actually said it, with no awareness of the power of her words.”
― Christine Ann Lawson, Understanding the Borderline Mother

“Yes, it was quick, all right, he thought about saying to her--ah, how that would shatter her face all over again, and he felt a vicious urge to do it, to simply spray the words into her face. It was quick, no doubt about that, that's why the coffin's closed, nothing could have been done about Gage even if Rachel and I approved of dressing up dead relatives in their best like department store mannequins and rouging and powdering and painting their faces, It was quick, Missy-my-dear, one minute he was there on the road and the next minute he was lying in it, but way down by the Ringers' house. It hit him and killed him and then it dragged him and you better believe it was quick. A hundred yards or more all told, the length of a football field. I ran after him, Missy, I was screaming his name over and over again, almost as if I expected he would still be alive, me, a doctor. I ran ten yards and there was his baseball cap and I ran twenty yards and there was one of his Star Wars sneakers, I ran forty yards and by then the truck had run off the road and the box had jackknifed in that field beyond the Ringers' barn. People were coming out of their houses and I went on screaming his name, Missy, and at the fifty-yard line there was his jumper, it was turned inside-out, and on the seventy-yard line there was the other sneaker, and then there was Gage.”
― Stephen King, Pet Sematary

“However, she’d been telling the truth about one thing—the attraction had become flash powder between them, waiting for the match to drop.”
― Katherine McIntyre, Hypnotizing Beat

“Tracey hurriedly shut the door behind her to prevent the flames that had been licking hungrily at her caboose all the way down the corridor, from following her inside. Then, almost falling into one of the gravity couches, she hurriedly strapped herself into it before punching the emergency release. She hoped the escape system still worked. It did. The explosive dead-bolts fired, shaking the pod loose, dislodging it from the rapidly disintegrating wreck, just about shaking the crap out of her on its bone-jarring way into the great wide open.”
― Christina Engela, Prodigal Sun

“It goes right across the hood...a great big fuck-off rocket before our very noses.”
― Mike Dowling, Sergeant Rex: The Unbreakable Bond Between a Marine and His Military Working Dog

“You walk, talk and work with explosive instinct if you don't care it, that will explode to destroy only you. It is your egoism.”
― Ehsan Sehgal

“Cola and pizza was my first daytime meal after a week of extreme night shifts, followed by explosive diarrhea!”
― Steven Magee

“You walk, talk and work with explosive instinct if you don't care that it will explode to destroy only you.”
― Ehsan Sehgal

“i like poop”
― alec rogerson