Quotes About Power

Raistlin, watching, said breathily, "Remember, Caramon, shaken, not stirred.

If there were a button that would end the world, and that button were right in front of me, I would have smashed it so hard at that moment. I often thought about a button like that, and when I did, I always knew that I'd push it.

In the end, the world always wins. That's just the way of things.

Blood is a powerful thing

Words were secret doorways and I held all the keys.

Do you even know how strong God has made you? she said. How strong and good He has made you?

sometimes the shifting of rocks is deep, deep below, and it's powerful and scary down there, but that all we feel on the surface is a slight tremor. Only a slight tremor.

They had overshadowed her in life. They would obliterate her in death.

Her beauty was a weapon. A loaded gun, with the barrel pointed at her own head.

Znaš li ti, uop?e, koliko te je Bog napravio jakom? Koliko jakom i dobrom te je napravio?

It was the way Nana uttered the word - not so much saying it as spitting it at her - that made Mariam feel the full sting of it.

Darah memiliki kekuatan, jangan pernah lupakan itu.

Blood is a powerful thing, bachem, never forget that.

Like a compass needle that points north, a man's accusing finger always finds a woman.

Él ha creado el cielo y la tierra con la verdad; Él hace que la noche se cierna sobre el día y que el día venza a la noche; Él ha creado el sol y la luna, supeditados el uno al otro, ambos sucediéndose tras el período que tienen asignado: porque sin duda Él es el Todopoderoso, Él es el que todo lo perdona.»

Kata-kata adalah pintu rahasia dan akulah pemegang kuncinya.

I cringed a little at the position of power I'd been granted, and all because I had won at the genetic lottery that had determined my sex.

Laila lay there and listened, wishing Mammy would notice that she, Laila, hadn't become shaheed, that she was alive, here, in bed with her, that she had hopes and a future. But Laila knew that her future was no match for her brothers' past. They had overshadowed her in life. They would obliterate her in death. Mammy was now the curator of their lives' museum and she, Laila, a mere visitor. A receptacle for their myths. The parchment on which Mammy meant to ink their legends

Tapi tentu saja, memang gampang menjadi pintar kalau kamu punya senjata yang siap dipakai.

God not da faddah, he just the spoiled moody child, but you got to go t'rough him to get to da real power, his mama, Mot'er God. She da real Almighty! She run da heavens alone. Original single parent. When somethin' bad happen, usually mean she let God try his hand, and he screw up plenny. You need something important, you go directly Mot'er God. Jesus, Mary, Joseph? Dey just small potatoes, part of the chorus, neh?

Hit me again, and I'll report you to the authorities. Follow me to my bed one more time, and I swear to the gods, I'll search for the most painful way to murder you.

I love the smell of turbines in the morning.

It's a kind of power, isn't it, knowing a secret? But lately I don't like it so much, knowing this. It's not really mine to know, is it?

Knowledge is Power. Ignorance is Bliss. But curiosity—even if it had killed the cat—is king.