Quotes About Power

To wielka tajemnica, ?e ka?de wyzwanie uruchamia w nas prawdziwie ?ywotne si?y

One has to tell people what to think. There is no alternative. Otherwise, someone else will do it.

Gdyby umie? spojrze? tak, jak Jenta to widzi, zobaczy?oby si?, ?e w istocie ?wiat sk?ada si? ze s?ów, które raz powiedziane, roszcz? sobie odt?d pretensje do wszelkiego porz?dku i wszystko wydaje si? dzia? pod ich dyktando, wszystko im podlega.

He saw it. Not in front, or behind him, just somewhere out in the darkness. It was huge and powerful. The whiteness of its fur gleamed in the light of the snow. 'Wolf, in the name of the Polish border I beg you to spare my life,' he said into the darkness. The wolf stopped behind him, wondering.

we discussed the function of defense mechanisms and found that we were humbled by the power of that portion of our psyche, we began to understand that if it weren't for rationalization, sublimation, denial—all the little tricks we let ourselves perform—if instead we simply saw the world as it was, with nothing to protect us, honestly and courageously, it would break our hearts.

The tygers of wrath are wiser than the horses of instruction.

What do you expect us to do?" "Set the wheels in motion. Punish the culprits. Change the law." "That's too much. You can't want all those things," he said. "Oh yes I can! And I'm the one to define what I can want," I shouted furiously

In a pulpit Man places himself above other Creatures and grants himself the right to their life and death.

people like her, those who wield a pen, can be dangerous. At once a suspicion of fakery springs to mind—that such a Person is not him- or herself, but

Anger makes the mind clear and incisive, able to see more. It sweeps up the other emotions and takes control of the body. Without a doubt Anger is the source of all wisdom, for Anger has the power to exceed any limits.

It's the stars that are imprisoned in their own power, and they cannot really help us. They merely design the nets, and on cosmic looms they weave the warp thread that we must complete with our own weft.

To tell the truth, I liked the concept of evil people who eliminate each other, in a chain.

One has to tell people what to think. There's no alternative. Otherwise someone else will do it.

At that point I felt a surge of Anger, genuine, not to say Divine Anger. It flooded me from inside in a burning hot wave. This energy made me feel great, as if it were lifting me off the ground, a mini Big Bang within the universe of my body. There was fire burning within me, like a neutron star.

My body tensed, I was ready to do battle. My head began to spin, and a dismal wailing rose in my ears, a roar, as if from over the horizon an army of thousands was approaching – voices, the clank of iron, the creak of wheels in the distance. Anger makes the mind clear and incisive, able to see more. It sweeps up the other emotions and takes control of the body. Without a doubt Anger is the source of all wisdom, for Anger has the power to exceed any limits.

Newspapers rely on keeping us in a constant state of anxiety, on diverting our emotions away from the things that really matter to us. Why should I yield to their power and let them tell me what to think? I trot around the little house, treading

At the bridge the wind hits both of them like a kind of lady boxer.

A dog starv'd at his Master's Gate Predicts the ruin of the State.

A man's free to do what he wants with his life, until he falls foul of the banks," Dizzy sermonized with contagious certainty.

Power! Did you ever hear of men being asked whether other souls should have power or not? It is born in them. You may dam up the fountain of water, and make it a stagnant marsh, or you may let it run free and do its work; but you cannot say whether it shall be there; it is there. And it will act, if not openly for good, then covertly for evil; but it will act.

Nature can do more than physicians.

He [Oliver Cromwell] in a furious manner, bid the Speaker leave his chair; told the house That they had sat long enough, unless they had done more good; and that it was not fit they should sit as a parliament any longer, and desired them to go away.

God made them as stubble to our swords.

I have not the particular shining bauble or feather in my cap for crowds to gaze at or kneel to, but I have power and resolution for foes to tremble at.