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“P.S. You'll have to meet with Dan's principal when you get back. He got in trouble for doing ninja moves in class. Don't worry. This happens all the time.”
― Rick Riordan, The Black Book of Buried Secrets

“We did not send for you, and we do not need you!' Randalin begins, clearly intending to give some servant- probably Fand- the tongue-lashing he wishes he could bestow on my person. Then he blanches and lurches to his feet.

The High King stands in the doorway. His eyebrows rise, and a malicious smile pulls at the corners of his mouth. 'Many think that, but few are bold enough to say it to my face.”
― Holly Black, The Queen of Nothing

“When you are in trouble, you are the nearest first person who can help you!”
― Mehmet Murat ildan

“After graduating early from high school, I carefully listened to the quarterback during my first play in college spring ball. My mind was on the very basics of football: alignment, assignment, and where to stand in the huddle.

The quarterback broke the huddle and I ran to the line, meeting the confident eyes of a defensive end�6-foot-6, 260- pound Matt Shaughnessy.

I was seventeen, a true freshman, and he was a 23-year-old fifth-year senior, a third-round draft pick. Huge difference between the two of us. Impressing the coach was not on my mind. Survival was. “Oh, Jesus,� I said. I wasn’t cursing. I was praying for help.

Is anyone among you in trouble? Let them pray ( James 5:13).

That day Matt came off the ball so fast. Bam! Next thing I knew, I was flat on my back, thrown to the ground. I got up and limped back to the huddle.

Four years later...standing on the sidelines in my first NFL game, bouncing on my toes, waiting for my chance to go in, one of the tight ends went down. My time to shine! Where do I stand? Who do I have? I look up and meet the same eyes I met on my first play in college football.
Matt Shaughnessy! ...”
― Jake Byrne, First and Goal: What Football Taught Me About Never Giving Up

“The shots and shouts of the attackers rang out quite clearly but were already gone some distance away. Here I lay on my back in the warm sun; under the circumstances, I would have been expected to spring to my feet and begin attempting to justify mu most awkward situation. Defying all the rules, still flat on my back, I cracked my heels together, threw my hand to my forehead in salute, and yelled up to the oberleutnant, "Funder Rauch died for the Führer, Folk, and the Fatherland!" Where there's a war, there have to be dead bodies, I reasoned”
― Georg Rauch, An Unlikely Warrior: A Jewish Soldier in Hitler's Army

“I could warn Randalin that he ought to be afraid of the way that Cardan is looking at him.

Cardan turns to me, and some of the heat of his anger is still in his eyes. 'Jude, would you give me and the councilor a moment alone? I have a few things I would like to urge him to consider. And Grima Mog has brought you soup.'

'I don't need anyone to help me tell Randalin that this is my home and my land and that I am going nowhere and relinquishing nothing.'

'And yet,' Cardan says, clamping his hand on the back of the councilor's throat, 'there are still some things I would say to him.'

Randalin allows Cardan to hustle him into one of the other royal parlours. Cardan's voice goes low enough for me to not make out the words, but the silky menace of his tone is unmistakable.”
― Holly Black, The Queen of Nothing

“Nope, there wasn't any getting out of this. Real first name meant business.”
― Mindee Arnett, The Nightmare Charade

“A heartbeat later, Hawke stuck his head out and looked up at me. The soft glow of the lamp glanced off his cheekbone as he raised a brow.

'Hi?' I squeaked.

He stared at me for a moment. 'Get inside.'

I didn't move.

With a sigh so heavy it should've rattled the walls, he extended his hand toward me. 'Now.'

'You could say please,' I muttered.

His eyes narrowed. 'There are a whole lot of things I could say to you that you should be grateful I'm keeping to myself.'

'Whatever,' I grumbled. 'Move back.'

He waited, but when I didn't take his hand, he disappeared back into the room, grousing under his breath. 'If you fall, you're going to be in so much trouble.'

'If I fall, I'll be dead, so I'm not quite sure how I'd also be in trouble.'

'Poppy,' he snapped, and I couldn't help it. I grinned.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, From Blood and Ash