Quotes About Power

I've got to think about this. I thought Abbot was a stand-up guy, but how well do I know him outside of the few deals we've made? He's the Augur. Power is his business. Everything else is secondary. Including me and a load of nine-to-five civilians downtown. I need to think about this more. But mostly I've got to watch my back. If something happens to me, what happens to Janet and Candy and the others?

Exactly. I'm the man who makes things happy behind the scenes, but no one knows. I'm Dr. Mabuse." "That's great. Just remember: Dr. Mabuse ended up in the nuthouse." Kasabian makes a face. "Always with the negative waves, Moriarty." I shake my head. "You aren't Donald Sutherland." "And you aren't Clint Eastwood, so just hold the damn book while I finish.

The Bad Dad thing usually works. Hellions are big on pecking orders and I have to remind them regularly who's at the top. Now they need a pat on the head from Good Dad before things go all Hansel and Gretel and I end up in the oven.

Look at my face. I didn't get these scars in pillow fights." That seems to convince her. Never doubt the power of ugly.

Quiet as a baby bunny, I come up behind him and slam his head into the wall.

I'd rather watch you do the backstroke in lava.

The Magistrate hasn't said a word this whole time. He just stands there like a mantis, all insect patience and killer instincts.

Glocks: the only guns that come with a side of daddy issues.

For eleven years, I've been worked over and abused in ways you can't imagine by things you don't want to know about. I've killed every kind of vile, black-souled, dead-eyed nightmare that ever made you piss your pj's and cry for mommy in the middle of the night. I kill monsters and, if I wanted, I could say a word and burn you to powder from the inside out. I can tear any human you ever met to wet rags with my bare hands.

She's used to getting what she wants and seeing that she's not going to this time, she radiates a primal hate so pure that you could bottle it and sell it as napalm.

Whatever happened, he wasn't just Mason anymore. He was Mason and something else. Like God's older brother, who takes God's money, steals his car, and fucks his girlfriend. That's Mason now. A guy who isn't afraid to pants God...

The Magistrate and Empress stand arm in arm like the monster-movie American Gothic.

Something evil and full of testosterone must be smiling down on me tonight.

I guess, if someone was really kicking your ass, you'd want them to be special. I mean, I'd rather have Batman kick my ass than Mickey Mouse any day.

It doesn't matter if you and everyone else in the room are thinking it. You don't say the words. Words are weapons. They blast big bloody holes in the world. And words are bricks. Say something out loud and it starts turning solid. Say it loud enough and it becomes a wall you can't get through.

That's what Glocks are. High-precision killing machines that scream "Daddy Issues.

How many things do we have control over in our life? Just about zero, right? But that doesn't stop us from trying to control everything. And this is a major source of tension and stress.

We are what we read -- and the power of books to transform the minds and personalities of their readers can give cause for anxiety as well as for celebration.

What we know for sure is that rulers did not appreciate having astrologers forecast the time and manner of their demise. As

The very fact that 'the mystical' is seen as irrelevant to issues of social and political authority itself reflects contemporary, secularized notions of and attitudes toward power. The separation of the mystical from the political is itself a political decision!

There are many of you in this congregation today who've been in a tomb of your own, a dark and forbidding place from which there seemed to be no exit. But God, in His mercy and power, brought you forth into the light. Yet you fear for the future, because you're not certain He can or will do it again.

Adults need to come to understand that the child does not want any of our power. He merely wants some of his own.

There once was a time when all people believed in God and the church ruled. This time was called the Dark Ages.

What I focus upon becomes reality. I have the power to choose.