Quotes About King

if you are not in touch with the king in the other world, your life in this world is going to be a terrible mess.

Nebuchadnezzar

Camilla: You, sir, should unmask. Stranger: Indeed? Cassilda: Indeed it's time. We all have laid aside disguise but you. Stranger: I wear no mask. Camilla: (Terrified, aside to Cassilda.) No mask? No mask! -- The King in Yellow, Act I, Scene 2.

for I knew that the King in Yellow had opened his tattered mantle and there was only God to cry to now.

The ambition of Caesar and of Napoleon pales before that which could not rest until it had seized the minds of men and controlled even their unborn thoughts, said Mr. Wilde. You are speaking of the King in Yellow, I groaned, with a shudder. He is a king whom emperors have served. I am content to serve him, I replied.

He is a king whom emperors have served.

And none at all has ridden at the king's side since Aerinha, goddess of honor and flame, first taught men to forge their blades. You'd think Aerinha would have had better sense.

She, too, spoke only when the queen or king addressed her first, but she looked searchingly at every supplicant, and her clear face said that she had opinions about everything she heard, and that it was her proud duty to think out those opinions, and make them responsible and coherent.

Don't let the title mislead you, Arlbeth told her. The king is simply the visible one. I'm so visible, in fact, that most of the important work has to be done by other people. Nonsense, said Tor. Arlbeth chuckled. Your loyalty does you honor, but you're in the process of becoming too visible to be effective yourself, so what do you know about it?

But he hated to see his people people unhappy--because he was a good king, not because he was a nervous one--

Just promise us—for this evening—that you won't try to sacrifice yourself to your stubborn idea of justice to a Norman king. No sacrifices till you've had at least one good night's sleep, and something to eat.

The soldier looked back at the King as the King looked at him; for a moment he wondered if he should bow, but the King's look seemed to wish to forestall him. The soldier saw a face for whom he would be willing to carry colors into battle once more, and the memory of his colonel seemed to fail and fade nearly to oblivion.

Fairy godmothers?" said the king dubiously. "We'll have a time getting that past the court council — and the bishop.

It's easy to get angry when someone disagrees with you. It's easy to complain or condemn or take the path of least resistance. What takes guts is to stand for something higher, to behave greater and to be of service to others. Like Mandela. Like Gandhi. Like King. Heroes of mine. I wish I could be one-quarter as good as them.

By the bye," he wrote to Washington, "in the melancholy situation to which the poor King of England has been reduced, there were, I am told, in relation to you, some whimsical circumstances." In a deranged fit, wrote Morris, the king had "conceived himself to be no less a personage than George Washington at the head of the American Army.

Hamilton induced Philip Schuyler to renege on his pledged support for Duane in favor of King.

After a farcical trial for treason Clarence was executed in the Tower. The hard-drinking king may have thought the method a kindly one – he had Clarence drowned in a vat of Malmsey wine.5

First: Character is king. There are probably fewer than six books every century remembered specifically for their plots. People remember characters. Same with television. Who remembers the Lone Ranger? Everybody. Who remembers any actual Lone Ranger story lines? Nobody.

First: Character is king. There are probably fewer than six books every century remembered specifically for their plots. People remember characters. Same with television. Who remembers the Lone Ranger? Everybody. Who remembers any actual Lone Ranger story lines? Nobody. So

The M1A1 Abrams is like a shark, evolved to a point of absolute perfection. It is the undisputed king of the jungle. No other tank on earth can even begin to damage it. It is wrapped in armor made out of a depleted uranium core sandwiched between rolled steel plate. The armor is dense and impregnable.

conclusions. First: Character is king. There are probably fewer than six books every century remembered specifically for their plots. People remember characters. Same with television. Who remembers the Lone Ranger? Everybody. Who remembers any actual Lone Ranger story lines? Nobody.

I bet he burned real well. All that fat? I bet he went up like a lamb chop on a barbecue." King said nothing. Reacher said, "You would too, probably. You're not much thinner. Is it a genetic thing? Was your momma fat as well as ugly?" No

It went to show that anyone could deliver good news, including a person like Martin Andreeson, even if he wasn't doing so purposefully, and even if he was the king of pukes in most respects.

Truly man is the king of beasts, for his brutality exceeds them. We live by the death of others. We are burial places.