Many think kids have lots of time and few responsibilities. And that's just not true. They are stressed and under pressure.
We will not reform the yuan until the time is right even if there is external pressure.
Narrator: We have just lost cabin pressure.
I love the anxiety, the pressure of the loud room full of yapping kids. But I'm a kid myself.
I don't really believe in the type of pressure that people are wanting to put on the type of music that I make.
When you're by yourself, you realize how much pressure you're under and how much work you have to do.
Black women are supposed to be 'strong,' but the burden of carrying our race and carrying our families adds the pressure.
But they were going to war anyway and they were going to bully and pressure countries to vote for it.
Even more blood welled up and spilled down his arm, splattering onto the ground. “Camille’s carpet,” Magnus protested. “It’s blood,” said Will. “She ought to be thrilled.
I don’t know much about psychoanalysis, but I don’t believe that we can blame our actions on our upbringings. If we could, then nobody would be responsible for anything they do.
Do you know what they're called? They're the Shadows That Live, Zuze. They're assassins." "Like me," said Zuzanna cheerfully.
The silence, she thought, was remarkable: a perfect, shimmering thing, and fragile. Like glass, if it shattered, it would never come back together again.
I am opposed to Naperville. It's all cute, trendy and expensive, and filled with cookie-cutter Borg houses that assimilate you into upper-middle-class America.
This was...This was sickeningly different. It was blind, unreasoning hate that just wanted blood and she didn't understand why. It left her feeling horrified and shaky.
It’s Big Brother with werewolves. Live coverage for a month, leading up to a group kill on full moon.
My point," Jason said, "is that blaming each other isn't going to solve anything. That's how the Romans and the Greeks got divided in the first place.
Nico found a sort of freedom in knowing that eventually, no matter what happened, he would end up at the foot of his father’s throne.
Jason’s heart lifted when he saw Nico di Angelo on the front lines with the Greeks, slashing his way through a crowd of two-headed men.
He'd gone from sixteen to seventy-five in a matter of seconds, but the old-man smell happened instantly, like boom. Congratulations! You stink!
As for Percy, he held his magic ballpoint pen like he was trying to decide whether to bust out some sword moves or autograph Nike’s chariot.
Oh, come on!’ Percy complained. ‘I get a little nosebleed and I wake up the entire earth? That’s not fair!
