Quotes About Power

The industrial world destroys nature not because it doesn't love it but because it is not afraid of it.

Trutwib went on speaking, her voice picked up volume and power until I heard her prediction ring out, her words that changed everything. "The one who lives under your wing, my lady, shall grow and grow until she outshines you. You will die, forgotten and obscure, and she shall blaze like the sun.

One of the greatest tragedies in human interaction is that we believe 'will' can change everything—it can't.

I have love in me the likes of which you can scarcely imagine and rage the likes of which you would not believe. If I cannot satisfy the one, I will indulge the other.

I would rather marry a good man, a man of mind, with a hope and bright prospects ahead for position, fame and power than to marry all the houses, gold and bones in the world.

The things which are impossible with men are possible with God.—LUKE xviii. 27. Unless the Lord had been my help, my soul had almost dwelt in silence.—PS. xciv. 17. When obstacles and trials seem Like prison-walls to be, I do the little I can do, And leave the rest to Thee.

She didn't like his tone, his stance, his looks, or anything about him, for that matter. But there was nothing she could do about it, and no way to fight him. He was completely in charge.

The divine right of husbands, like the divine right of kings, may, it is hoped, in this enlightened age, be contested without danger.

Till society is very differently constituted, parents, I fear, will still insist on being obeyed because they will be obeyed, and constantly endeavor to settle that power on a divine right which will not bear the investigation of reason.

If women be educated for dependence; that is, to act according to the will of another fallible being, and submit, right or wrong, to power, where are we to stop?

You cannot explain, with the limitations of language and inexperience, why your body can cause such a sudden, fumbling response in someone else, nor can you put into exact words what you feel about your body, explain the thrum it feels in proximity to another warm-skinned form. What you feel is a tangle of contradictions: power, pleasure, fear, shame, exultation, some strange wish to make noise. You cannot say how those things knit themselves together somewhere in the lower abdomen and pulse.

I wanted to turn heads not with lecherous leers of bemusement but with awe. I wanted to become untouchable, cruel, glittery, sleek and haughty as a cat.

It is, at the most basic level, a bundle of deadly contradictions: a desire for power that strips you of all power. A gesture of strength that divests you of all strength. A wish to prove that you need nothing, that you have no human hungers, which turns on itself and becomes a searing need for the hunger itself.

Why must the power of the female body cancel the power of the female mind? Are we so afraid of having both?

Never, never underestimate the power of desire. If you want to live badly enough, you can live. The great question, at least for me, was: How do I decide I want to live?

It is, at the most basic level, a bundle of contradictions: a desire for power that strips you of all power. A gesture of strength that divests you of all strength.

If you find yourself to be a sort of an abrasive type of person, perhaps you might try to be gentle, because the truth is that gentleness and kindness are a lot more powerful than we are led to believe. And if you are like this, and people are telling you it doesn't work, don't listen to them do what you know is right.

You flesh bodies are so obsessed with goodness, yet no other form of life on earth is capable of such cruelty. You need only convince yourselves your transgressions serve some 'purpose.' Even if it is only greed, or lust, or the raw desire for power that drives you. You will spill the blood of your kinsmen, lay waste to the earth itself, wreak havoc, and cause unspeakable suffering---any and all sins are justified, as long as they are a means to your precous, righteous 'purpose'.

There is power in words used accurately and well, and tragedy and missed train connections in words used carelessly.

One of my recent acquisitions. It is called a medicine bag, from one of the native tribes of North America. A fascinating people, highly skilled in the use of plants' power. They too understand nature's essence as divine. So much so that they do not think it is man's place to own the land at all. Imagine that – think of all the wars we would have missed!

Our tyger feet Are quieter than most.

it would have been the Reman Empire, instead of the Roman.

You are truly mature if you can listen lightly, as if to an echo, to criticism or to vile blasphemy, no matter how unbearable, without reacting. As long as you are not attached to fame, glory, reputation, or social status, there is no need to suffer. A person without attachments has neither lifelong enemies to overthrow nor any need to flatter people in power.

Not only that, thoughts, actions, and words have the power to draw to themselves whatever elements are necessary to become concrete reality.