Quotes About Power

nine-millimeter automatic.

The way to take out a gang is to hit the leader first.

Delegation. Rule one in the modern environment. Especially against a guy so big.

He was the Praetorian Guard, and they were the great gentlemen.

He was still talking, audible now, the same flat tones from the telephone, scolding, belittling, humiliating, his head jerking above the vast wattle of his neck.

It amused him and he smiled and then people stayed even farther away. From that point onward he knew cities were just the same as every other place, and for every city person he needed to be scared of there were nine hundred and ninety-nine others a lot more scared of him. He used the knowledge like a tactic, and the calm confidence it put in his walk and his gaze redoubled the effect he had on people. The dynamics of the city.

Twelve-gauge lead shot settles most disputes at the first time of asking.

yards ahead of him, his gun in his right

Clicked the cocking handle to the fire position and closed her hand around the grip.

The half-inch bullet in the Barrett chamber weighs a hair over two ounces. One minute it's stationary. A thousandth of a second later, it's doing nearly nineteen hundred miles an hour, leaving the barrel behind on its way to the target.

guy with the money stood up.

He pushed off the wall and parted the crowd, chest out, as straight and slow as a funeral march. No one blocked him. He made it to the street door. In front of it was a tight knot of six men. In their thirties, probably, and none of them slender. But desk workers. Their suits were shiny on the ass and the elbow. He could read their body language. They were set to let him pass, and then they would about-turn fast and spill out behind him, on the damp and shiny cobblestones. Reacher

delivered hard but with a degree of mercy, in that smashed

Frenchman Honoré de Balzac wrong when he wrote, 'Laws are spider webs through which the big flies pass and the little ones get caught.

stamped on the gas

But I had with me the greatest conversation-stopper ever made: a pump-action shotgun. At the cost of one unfired shell, I could make the kind of sound that would freeze any three men to any three spots in the world. The most intimidating noise ever heard. Crunch crunch. My ejected shell hit the leaves at my feet and the three guys froze solid.

don't really care about the little guy. I just hate the big guy. I hate big smug people who think they can get away with things.

9. Un disparo

The other thing I remember from the chemistry lab is stuff about pressure. Pressure turns coal into diamonds. Pressure does things.

Laws are spider webs through which the big flies pass and the little ones get caught.

That's me being magnanimous in victory. Normally I kill them, kill their families, and piss on their ancestors' graves.

Balzac wrong when he wrote, 'Laws are spider webs through which the big flies pass and the little ones get caught.

armor-piercing item just

He turned back. Emptied the tube of glue into the first guy's palms and crushed them together and counted to ten. Chemical handcuffs