Quotes About Impact

Coal, oil and natural gas have lit homes and powered machinery for centuries, driving civilization forward. But as human development accelerated, the unsustainability of such energy became apparent.

What we are doing to the forests of the world is but a mirror reflection of what we are doing to ourselves and to one another.

The Dutch company ASML builds 100 percent of the world's extreme ultraviolet lithography machines, without which cutting-edge chips are simply impossible to make. OPEC's 40 percent share of world oil production looks unimpressive by comparison

But pilots who used these bombs knew just how transformative they were.

Advanced microelectronics and a set of wings strapped to a bomb had transformed the nature of military power.

Although you may have never sat down and defined what your philosophy is, it is fully operative and working in your life at all times. It deals with what you believe about the world in which you live, about its people and events, about how you affect them.

An event is just an event. How you respond to the event determines its outcome in your life.

all decisions and actions that will affect your relationship must be made by answering this single question: Will the action I am considering have a negative impact on my relationship? If the answer is yes, don't do it.

With whatever time is left to you, play your part well — perfectly. Play it as you want to be remembered. No more can anyone ask of us or can we ask of ourselves.

When you look at others with contempt, envy, hatred, maliciousness, lust, or with an intention to hurt them, you can bring about change in them. Your thoughts and feelings can diminish them on the subtlest of levels. The same goes for love.

If you hurt someone intentionally, you changed your karmic destiny. If you were mean to someone, your karmic destiny changed to take into account what your meanness would create in your life and in the life of the person you were mean to — a constantly moving, shifting panorama of destinies.

I love the way words and pictures work together on a page. I have also noticed how when wise words have visuals added to them, they seem to travel further online, like paper aeroplanes catching an updraught.

Over a million people. So fast. Gone, just like that.

With well-feigned impatience, he asked, "Don't you recognize a man who's urgently trying to impress his woman with his good deeds?" "No, is that what you're doing?" "Most definitely." He did kiss her, but only a swift brush of his lips, a tease that made her want for more. "Although I suspect it has lost its impact since I had to point it out.

He did not need to be distracted by a woman. A gorgeous woman, yes, but just a woman. He didn't understand her. That was the problem. She was beautiful but unaware of her beauty. She was rich but not grasping. She was timid, yet she rode fearlessly, and for a scroungy dog she roared like a lion. Because of her, he'd had his best boots nipped by a mutt's sharp teeth. Because of her, he'd ordered all flower arrangements changed from red to yellow roses.

For you know that any evil spoken of women so generally only hurts those who say it, not women themselves.

When Jackson used that particular tone of voice, men died, pure and simple.

His entire life, he hadn't cared if he'd upset someone or made them angry. No one had mattered. He'd found a place inside himself where he was safe, where no one could get to him. But she could--she had.

Violence, once committed, lingered behind and subtly worked on those sensitive to its ugliness.

there was something human left in him after all. He could 'feel'. He hadn't believed it possible, and in a short time this angelic creature had turned his world upside down.

This woman could break him when nothing that had come earlier in his life ever had.

Vittorio had recognized early on he had a gift. His voice could be compelling, or commanding, and those in a room reacted to it. He could calm others down, arouse or infuriate, all with his tone.

She turned back to him slowly, those eyes of hers meeting his until he felt the impact all the way through his body, as if she'd shot an arrow and it was lodged in the vicinity of his heart. He had to resist putting his hand over his chest and pressing hard.

Woman, you could drive a man to his knees