Quotes About Power

your mental picture of yourself "the strongest force within you.

particularly when his people's welfare was at stake. Now, feeling his gray eyes boring into hers, feeling the bridled power of the fingers wrapped around hers, she knew why. "No matter where you look for the man, he is certain to escape you. He knows these lands as well as you, John. And he

The creative person, the person who moves from an irrational source of power, has to face the fact that this power antagonizes. Under all the superficial praise of the creative is the desire to kill. It is the old war between the mystic and the nonmystic, a war to the death.

The more articulate one is, the more dangerous words become.

Words are more powerful than perhaps anyone suspects, and once deeply engraved in a child's mind, they are not easily eradicated.

Four-Word Lines" Your eyes are just like bees, and I feel like a flower. Their brown power makes a breeze go over my skin. When your lashes ride down and rise like brown bees' legs, your prolonged gaze makes my eyes gauze. I wish we were in some shade and no swarm of other eyes to know that I'm a flower breathing bare, laid open to your bees' warm stare. I'd let you wade in me and seize with your eager brown bees' power a sweet glistening at my core.

I believe talent is like electricity. We don't understand electricity. We use it. You can plug into it and light up a lamp, keep a heart pump going, light a cathedral, or you can electrocute a person with it. Electricity will do all that.

I believe talent is like electricity. We don't understand electricity. We use it.

Talent is like electricity. We don't understand electricity. We use it.

The quality of strength lined with tenderness is an unbeatable combination.

The Black female is assaulted in her tender years by all those common forces of nature at the same time she is caught in the tripartite crossfire of masculine prejudice, white illogical hate and Black lack of power. The fact that the adult American Negro female emerges a formidable character is often met with amazement, distaste and even belligerence. It is seldom accepted as an inevitable outcome of the struggle won by survivors and deserves respect if not enthusiastic admiration.

Blacks should be used to play whites. For centuries we had probed their faces, the angles of their bodies, the sounds of their voices, and even their odors. Often our survival had depended on the accurate reading of a white man's chuckle or the disdainful wave of a white woman's hand.

You have more power, more control than you could possibly imagine. My heart is in your hands. That's not bullshit. I'm not saying stuff I think you want to hear in order to manipulate you. I can't be any more honest than this. I'm yours, baby. I'm putting it out there. My heart, my soul, it all belongs to you.

Sometimes, you must play by the rules. If only so one can break them more effectively.

Anger will give you strength, where fear will make you weak.

She was beautiful and had a way of manipulating a man with a terrifying combination of tears and seductive smiles.

You mean the War of Colonial Aggression?

If the education of our kids comes from radio, television, newspapers - if that's where they get most of their knowledge from, and not from the schools, then the powers that be are definitely in charge, because they own all those outlets.

Just in general, any government throughout history hasn't really wanted its people to be educated, because then they couldn't control them as easily.

Like all true tyrants, he has divided them, and makes them spend their heart's hatred on one another." "But

Lord of the seven winds, what a smile! He could pull down the walls of a city with that smile. And I, like that walls of puerta de Tierra, could feel myself crumbling under its dazzling sparkle.

Ogra?ujem se, utišavam, slušam muziku. ?udno djeluje na mene, gotovo hipnoti?no, s njom se ne sporim. Ništa joj ne mogu. Nemjerljiva je, sveobuhvatna, strašna po snazi, ne mogu da je odvojim, ne mogu da je doživljavam kao nešto izvan sebe, useljava mi se u krv, dišem njome

Cruelty in the name of kindliness is terrible; it would bind our feet and hands; it would kill us with hypocrisy. Cruelty based on power is better—that we can at least hate.

I caught myself feeling that vile need for others to be grateful to us, to show themselves as small and dependent, because that is what creates our favor, nurtures it, and heightens the importance of our deeds and kindness.