Quotes About Power

She's found, after all, that if you force yourself not to think of things, they lose their power; they shift from reality to mirage, from true to almost imaginary. And

Every decent con man knows that the simplest truth is more powerful than even the most elaborate lie.

Talent Katerina is a dangerous thing

I don't understand hate. I've seen its power. I've known its wrath. I've even felt it coursing through my veins, pushing me on. But I don't know where it comes from or why it lasts, how it can take hold in some people and grow.

I know too well how dangerous hope can be, how it grows and sometimes dies, taking its host with it. It's more powerful than anything Dr.Fibs keeps in his labs, more precious than all the secrets inside Sublevel Two.

real strength is not hitting when what you most want to do is kill.

Hey I bruise," Hale said. "Also, you are freakishly strong.

It's the people you hold closest who have the most power to make you bleed.

There's a power that comes with silence. I had grown to fear the unsaid thing. So it felt like a release to say it-to admit that the risk wasn't just inside our walls-it was inside my skin. I was willing to claw, scratch, and bleed until I'd found it.

She pulled away and looked at him. 'I kissed you and you left.' When Kat heard the pounding, she thought it was the beating of her heart. It was too loud, she thought. Hale was going to hear it; he was going to see it; and he was going to know how much power he had to hurt her.

Good for him," Hale said. And then he stopped. There were four other people in the room, but Hale only looked at Kat, and something in his gaze burned her, froze her, made her want to run.

that history almost always repeats itself. And it is almost always written by men.

One day, you will see that the heart is not always as wise as it is strong.

Seventh graders jumped onto the backs of FBI agents. Seniors squared off against the CIA.

Power has always corrupted, my dear. Even the promise of power. It is a hard thing to look at through the fence for hundreds of years without wondering what it would be like on the other side.

But Alexandra Petrovic did not become the most powerful politician in Adria by taking no for an answer. "You seem to think that I'm asking, Ms Blakely. Which I'm not." I stop and turn. "And you seem to think that you scare me, Ms Petrovic. Which you don't.

For how easy life must be for him. I wish I were bigger, stronger. Male. I wish I could make people stop worrying about me and my so called frailness.

There were a million lies Kat could have told, but none more powerful than the truth. "This is our only idea.

Why are you here?" I demanded, but the PM only smirks again. "You've been a very bad girl, Ms Blakely." I ease closer. "You're under the impression that I care, Ms Petrovic.

This is her world. Her domain. Politics and intricate back-alley deals, trade alliances formed over champagne and shrimp cocktail.

A sane person would be terrified by now, he knew, ranting and rambling and promising to give the man with the gun anything he wanted. But Logan had learned a long time ago that there was nothing you could give a man with a gun to make him happy. Men with guns were only satisfied when they took . And Logan was going to hang on to the last of his self-respect for as long as he possibly could.

I kicked and I made contact. "You know, Ms Morgan, that was your mother you just hammered.

I see the gun. I can feel it in my hand.

Caroline knew what this really is... It is a fourteen-day celebration of a time when people like them killed people like me. - Princess Ann