Quotes About Power

No hay una explicación única, y no voy a ofrecer aquí ni una gran teoría ni una solución universal. Pero sí hay un tema de fondo: dadas las condiciones adecuadas, cualquier sociedad puede dar la espalda a la democracia. De hecho, si nos hemos de guiar por la historia, a la larga todas nuestras sociedades lo harán.

This new information world also provides a new set of tools and tactics that another generation of clercs can use to reach people who want simple language, powerful symbols, clear identities. There is no need, nowadays, to form a street movement in order to appeal to those of an authoritarian predisposition. You can construct one in an office

Whatever equilibrium your nation reaches, there is always someone, at home or abroad, who has reasons to upset it.

Los autoritarios necesitan a gente que promueva los disturbios o desencadene el golpe de Estado. Pero también necesitan a personas que sepan utilizar un sofisticado lenguaje jurídico, que sepan argumentar que violar la Constitución o distorsionar la ley es lo correcto.

El atractivo emocional de una teoría conspiranoica reside en su simplicidad. Explica fenómenos complejos, da razón del azar y los accidentes, ofrece al creyente la satisfactoria sensación de tener un acceso especial y privilegiado a la verdad. Para quienes se convierten en guardianes del Estado unipartidista, la repetición de esas teorías conspiranoicas también trae otra recompensa: el poder.

there is a theme: Given the right conditions, any society can turn against democracy. Indeed, if history is anything to go by, all of our societies eventually will.

the German sociologist Wolfgang Sofsky wrote that "absolute power is a structure, not a possession.

tratando de aprender a evitar que una nueva democracia se convirtiera en una tiranía.

Un sistema amañado y poco competitivo suena mal si queremos vivir en una sociedad dirigida por personas de talento; pero si ese no es nuestro principal interés, ¿qué hay de malo en ello?

Anne Applebaum

You're in the Courtyard. Whatever rules humans have for employers aren't my rules unless I say they're my rules. So I can hire you even though you don't have any idea what you're doing, and I can fire you for having stinky hair!

It is easier to kill than to heal. It is easier to destroy than to preserve. It is easier to tear down than to build. Those who feed on destructive emotions and ambitions and deny the responsibilities that are the price of wielding power can bring down everything you care for and would protect. Be on guard, always.

Too much power. Too much. Even the Blood weren't meant to wield this much power. Even Witch had never controlled this much power. This one did. This young Queen. This daughter of his soul. With effort, Saetan steadied his breathing. He could accept her. He could love her. Or he could fear her. The decision was his, and whatever he decided here, now, he would have to live with.

Because you're going to help me train a seven-year-old Witch who's got the raw power right now to turn us both into dust and yet"—he dropped the shoe onto the chair—"is abysmal at basic Craft.

You may be small, but you kick like a moose. Which is something I'm telling the rest of the Wolves." Great just what she needed. Yep, that's our Liasion. Meg Moosekicker.

Insidious bastard," she whispered. "I don't know how you gave me that gut-jab of fear, but I won't forget you can use my own heart against me. I won't give up the landscapes in my care. Not even this one. And I won't let you have any of them. I'll find a way to do alone what it took hundreds like me to do the last time. And by the time I'm finished, I will lock you in a landscape even *you* will find unbearable.

HE HAS TEETH. SHE HAS A GUN. THEY ARE THE LAW.

But words can beat down a person as surely as fists

Lesson one, bitch. Don't start a pissing contest with someone who has the strength and temper to hurt you.

W-what are you?" Selena looked down at her rival. "What you should have been and never were. The Queen of the Witches.

why human males would train a female to shoot a gun and then tease her into being angry enough to shoot them.

A shining fortune. Humans have killed each other for a single gem.

A dumb-ass piece of wisdom that has been proven wrong too many times to count. Words can cause as much damage as a fist. They can leave deep scars that never fully heal. And they can kill.

He studied her for a long moment. Then he took that last step, bringing him right next to her chair. He leaned over. One hand cupped her face while his lips lightly brushed her cheek. The Sadist whispered in her ear, "He was grateful when I let him die." She shivered—and knew he felt the shiver.