Quotes About Power

Kids are not physical creatures, and they're not stupid. They know all about violence and power and raw emotions. What's really scary is when adults pretend that such things don't exist." (Grossman's review of The Hunger Games in "Time" magazine, Sept. 7, 2009)

Wands out, Harry.

He hit terminal velocity and kept accelerating

Fillory and the Chatwins and the fatal longings they represented had been her dark side and she'd tried to pretend they didn't exist. She'd wanted to have one side only, like a Möbius strip. A Möbius person. But that was a mistake. She was starting to suspect that facing up to the nightmare of the past is what gives you the power to build your future.

And now we are going to put our Jimmy Choo so far up your ass, your going to taste next season.

It was so much easier to be angry. Being angry made him feel strong, even though—and this contradiction did nothing to diminish his anger—he was angry only because his position was so weak.

he'd learned the secret of a richer, more powerful adult rage. "It isn't how it was! It never will be again! They changed the rules on us, so as far as I'm concerned all bets are off." He cinched his belt tight. "If They apologized, if They showed

The librarian had imagined he could summon a given book to perch on his hand just by shouting out its call number, but in actuality they were just too willful, and some were actively predatory. The

it was so easy to ignore people when you understood how little power they really had over you—

Janet was in charge of relations with foreign powers—Quentin called her Fillory Clinton.

There are Higher Laws that are past your understanding, daughter. The power to create order is one thing. The power to destroy is another. Always they are in balance. But it is easier to destroy than to create, and there are those whose nature it is to love destruction.

It was easy when you were this angry, and this good, and God he was angry. And good.

He didn't know if he could explain it to a non-magician. Everything would simply be what it was and nothing else. All there would be was what you could see. What you felt and thought, all the longing and desire in your heart and mind, would count for nothing. With magic you could make those feelings real. They could change the world. Without it they would be stuck inside you forever, figments of your own imagination.

Give 'em Hades.

Their little dance was like the endgame of a disastrously bloody chess match, just a queen chasing a beleaguered king around an empty board, sadistically refusing to checkmate.

I suppose," Quentin said slowly, "you're going to say that that is a being of sublime beauty and power, and he only looks like that because my fallen mortal eyes are incapable of perceiving his true magnificence." "No. We think that's actually pretty much it.

Use magic in anger, and you will harm yourself much more quickly than you will harm your adversary.

I'll break my staff, Bury it certain fathoms in the earth, And deeper than did ever plummet sound I'll drown my book. —William Shakespeare, The Tempest

The power to create order is one thing. The power to destroy is another. Always they are in balance. But it is easier to destroy than to create, and there are those whose nature it is to love destruction.

What is the point of magic if we can't fix real problems?

What is the point of magic if we can't use it to fix real problems?

Trees were fucking mental in a fight, it turned out.

His molten anger and grief were cooling into a glossy protective coating, a hard transparent lacquer of uncaring. If he couldn't go back, he would just have to do things differently going forward. He felt how infinitely safer and more sound this attitude was. The trick was just not wanting anything. That was power. That was courage: the courage not to love anyone or hope for anything.

In any case, we do not and cannot understand what magic is, or where it comes from, any more than a carpenter understands why a tree grows. He doesn't have to. He works with what he has.