Quotes About Power

Where does a werewolf sleep? Anywhere he wants to.

You can't cage an eagle for long without destroying it.

There are big bad wolves all over the world who tremble at the sound of his name, yet a little puny coyote girl peanut-buttered the seat of Bran Cornick's car because he told her that she should wear a dress to perform for the pack.

I told them," he said in a clear, carrying voice, "that they should not give someone as old and powerful as I a daughter to love. That it would end badly.

Your woman tells me you will hunt me down and eat my marrow while I live." "Did she?" Charles looked at her, and she saw the approval in his face. She doubted anyone else would have read anything at all. His voice was a caress, just for her. "Would you like that, love?

Son of a bitch. I would kill him. I didn't care if he was Coyote or the son of Satan. He was a dead man walking.

My will broke at the sound of his voice, and my head turned with as much inevitability as a sunflower turning its face to the sun.

A king who trusts no man is weak.

It is not wise to give something old and powerful something they care about. And I am very old.

People as old and powerful as he should never be given someone to love. For Anna he would destroy the world.

My love," he said, his voice intent, "you are welcome to all that I am, all that I have. I would destroy the planet for you. I was even diplomatic for you, which was a bigger sacrifice. A little power drain is nothing.

You play games with people's lives.(...) You forget that they are fragile.

Don't try threatening an Alpha. They don't like it.

Anna looked at Brother Wolf. 'I'd like to see someone try to put a radio control collar on Charles. It might be fun to watch on YouTube.

In this dream, I wasn't a coyote shapeshifter trying to hold a werewolf, I was Coyote's almost daughter, and I had all the strength of the world in my arms.

Bran nodded at Charles. Charles looked at the prisoners and smiled. Asil had practiced in a mirror, trying to get that smile. His own were very good, but he hadn't gotten quite the same "I'd rather rip you to little pieces, but my father says I can't—yet" effect. Asil was better at the "I'm crazy, and you are about to die.

Wizards are a secretive lot.

He can stop me in my tracks, but he can't make me do someting I don't want to

You have to acknowledge evil, or you give it too much power over you.

Humans, werewolves, or, apparently, vampire, it doesn't matter; get more than three of them together and the jockeying for power begins.

He was a better fighter than I was, but he wasn't faster than me. Nor was he as motivated, and I think he underestimated me. He thought he was fighting a girl with a stick when he was fighting Adam's mate, Coyote's daughter, armed with Lugh's staff.

I'm a coyote shapeshifter playing in a world of werewolves and vampires--outmatched is an understatement.

I borrowed a hammer and the garage and disposed of both phones. I was pretty sure that I could have just pulled the batteries, but pretty sure wasn't good enough, so I used a hammer.

And that, children, is why ultimatums are a bad idea, said a memory speaking in the Marrok's voice.