Knife Throwing Quotes

“I'm more dangerous than you think,' I flat-out bluster.

'So I see. I'm quaking in my boots.' The corner of his mouth rises in a mocking smile.

Fucking. Asshole.

I flip the daggers in my hand, pinching them at the tips, then flick my wrists and fire them past his head, one on each side. They land solidly in the trunk of the tree behind him.

'You missed.' He doesn't even flinch.

'Did I?' I reach for my last two blades. 'Why don't you back up a couple of steps and test that theory?'

Curiosity flares in his eyes, but it's gone in the next second, masked by cold, mocking indifference.

Every one of my senses is on high alert, but the shadows around me don't slide in as he moves backward, his eyes locked with mine. His back hits the tree, and the hilts of my daggers brush his ears.

'Tell me again that I missed,' I threaten, taking the dagger in my right hand by the tip.

'Fascinating. You look all frail and breakable, but you're really a violent little thing, aren't you?' An appreciative smile curves his perfect lips as shadows dance up the trunk of the oak, taking the form of fingers. They pluck the daggers from the tree and bring them to Xaden's waiting hands.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

“You are sauntering along the back streets of Avallon; you step into a tavern for a cup of wine. A great lummox claims that you have molested his wife; he takes up his cutlass and comes at you. So now! With your knife! Draw and throw! All in a single movement! You advance, pull your knife from the villain's neck, wipe it on his sleeve. If in fact you have molested the dead churl's wife, bid her begone! The episode has quite dampened your spirit. But you are attacked from another side by another husband. Quick!”
― Jack Vance, Suldrun's Garden

“I push open the door just as Tobias, who is sitting on the floor with one leg stretched out, hurls a butter knife at the opposite wall. It sticks, handle out, from a large hunk of cheese they positioned on top of the dresser. Caleb, standing beside him, stares in disbelief, first at the cheese and then at me.
"Tell me he's some kind of Dauntless prodigy," says Caleb. "Can you do this too?"
"With my right hand, maybe," I say. "But yes, Four is some kind of Dauntless prodigy.
Tobias's eyes catch mine on the word "Four." Caleb doesn't know that Tobias wears his excellence all the time in his own nickname.”
― Veronica Roth, Insurgent

“She's there, throwing daggers at a painting of a sunset.

'You didn't like it?' I ask, pointing to the canvas.

'I liked it well enough,' she says. 'Now I like it better.”
― Holly Black, The Wicked King

“Tamlin ran for me. To grab me at last.

I hurled a knife at him- as hard as I could.

He had to dive to miss it. And he backed away as the second one I had ready, gaping at me, at Rhys, as if he could indeed see the mating bond between us.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Mist and Fury