Quotes About Power

I don't concern myself about articles of faith, but I will not tolerate it, if a cleric (Pfaffe) concerns himself with earthly matters. The organized lie must somehow be broken, so that the state is absolute lord.

Duke of Athens, who made himself the dictator of Florence until he was overthrown in 1343 by a mob which killed and ate one of the Duke's lieutenants in the Piazza della Signoria.

At least on paper, Congress had dramatically enlarged federal power and black rights. In December 1866 only about 0.5 percent of black adult males could vote. In December 1867 the figure rose to 80.5 percent, with the entire increase coming in the old Confederacy.

Contract freedom quickly revealed itself as a delusion when those negotiating contracts were so incommensurate in wealth and power.

Security, alas, can give A threatening impression; Too much defense-initiative Can prompt aggression.

Limitation makes for power. The strength of the genie comes of his being confined in a bottle.

When the Nazis came to power it was estimated that ninety-four percent of the German population claimed that they were Christians and that over eighty percent attended church on a regular basis.  The appearance of being a Christian nation though was only superficial.

Just as kingly rule is the best, so is the rule of the tyrant the worst.

The white folks like for us to be religious, then they can do what they want to with us.

Anything seemed possible, likely, feasible, because I wanted everything to be possible... Because I had no power to make things happen outside of me in the objective world, I made things happen within. Because my environment was bare and bleak, I endowed it with unlimited potentialities, redeemed it for the sake of my own hungry and cloudy yearning.

The tyrant of Syracuse once went to the slavephilosopher Epictetus and told him, "I'll pay the ransom for you and you will be liberated " Epictetus replied, "Why do you care about me? Free yourself." "But I am a king," said the amazed tyrant. "This I contest," was the answer of the philosopher. "He who masters his passions is a king even while in chains. He who is ruled by his passions is a slave even while sitting on a throne.

We have to use instead of the weapon of criticism, the criticism of weapons.

A man could rant and smash and grapple with the State Police, and still the sprinklers whirled at dusk on every lawn and the television droned in every living room.

He couldn't even tell whether he was angry or contrite, whether it was forgiveness he wanted or the power to forgive.

Wow." I hadn't thought Dimitri could be any cooler, but I was wrong. "You beat up your dad. I mean, that's really horrible...what happened. But, wow. You really are a god." He blinked. "What?" "Uh, nothing.

The greatest and most powerful revolutions often start very quietly, hidden in the shadows. Remember that.

I crossed my arms over my chest. "Are you lost, little girl? The elementary school's over on west campus." A pink flush spread over her cheeks. "Don't you ever touch me again. You screw with me, I'll screw you right back." Oh man, what an opening that was.

Checkmate, bitch.

Don't touch her," he growled. There was a note in his voice that would of scared me if it had been directed toward me. He shoved me behind him, putting his body protectively in front of mine with my back to the table. Guardians came at us from all directions,and Dimitri began dispatching them with the same deadly grace that had once made people call him a god.

You were wrong. She really is the new general in town." I smiled back, hoping he wasn't aware of my body's reaction to us standing so close. "Maybe. But, it's okay. You can still be colonel." He arched an eyebrow. "Oh? Did you demote yourself? Colonel's right below general. What's that make you?" I reached into my pocket and triumphantly flashed the CR-V keys I'd swiped when we'd come back inside. "The driver," I said.

Wait until next time," he warned. "I'll do things that'll make you lose control within seconds.

Dimitri. I hadn't known he was here. His eyes were on me too,dark and endless. Only I couldn't read what he was feeling. His face betrayed nothing, but there was something in his eyes...something intense and intimidating. The image of him ready to take down that group of guardians flashed through my mind,and something told me that if I asked,He would fight his way to me through this courtroom and do everything in his power to rescue me from it.

This was the kind of dress that changed the world. The kind of dress that started religions.

Gaining superpowers doesn't mean you know how to use them.