Quotes About Impact

You have a lot to learn about the world, baby girl. Nothing is more dangerous than words." "That's stupid. What about a gun? A gun can kill you dead." "Only your body," Billy said. "It can't kill your soul. Words can kill your soul.

It was unnecessarily hurtful, and not intended to serve the common good.

Nothing is more dangerous than words. Words can kill your soul.

That was the problem with my mother. I could never fully get her voice out of my head.

So if you run around putting a pillow under people to cushion their fall . . . well, I'm just not sure it's quite the favor we think it is." They stood quietly a moment,

They made you miss one breath, no matter how many times you'd seen them. He didn't speak.

Talking to robots made real humans more robotic.

I didn't know if I had saved a life or not. For that, the person you tried to save has to survive.

But that never did any good anyway. People learned by what they experienced. It mattered little what anyone said to anyone. The small

We couldn't do as much harm if people could feel what they were doing.

A dream has more than one owner. It belongs to everyone it may choose to touch. Whomever it concerns.

Stories, drama, and other symbols powerfully influence children.

She was not filled up with the sight of him, the way she had seen her sisters fill up, like silk balloons, like wineskins. Instead, he seemed to land heavily within her, like a black stone falling.

This is what comes of having a heart, even a very small and young one. It causes no end of trouble, and that's the truth.

Dying happens to everyone, even stars. Even the stuff between the stars. But if you believe in yourself and achieve your goals, you can die so hard that no one will ever forget you, and that's almost as good as not dying at all. Well, it isn't, really, it isn't at all, and believing and achieving is just something sportscasters say, but what are you gonna do, not die? Try it. I'll wait.

Her father's shadow looked sadly down at her. "You can never forget what you do in a war, September my love. No one can. You won't forget your war either.

her cry is a hook and it catches me in the throat.

You can never forget what you do in a war, September my love. No one can. You won't forget your war either.

A tongue is very like a gun, which is why they nearly rhyme. Both can be fired to devastating effect, for good or evil, and both can explode in your hands, wounding your comrades instead of your enemies.

God is another way of talking about the power to break things, that's all. When you mean to break a goblet or a bone, well, just do it and be done. But when the things to be broken get big enough you have to start talking about God.

Kick-starting the gas-guzzling subcompact go-cart of organic sentience is as easy as shoving it down a hill and watching the whole thing spontaneously explode.

Heroes in motion tend to stay in motion, but villains in motion tend toward mass destruction.

A stepmother is like a bullet you can't dig out. She fires true and she fires hot and she fires so quick that her metal hits your body before you even know there's a fight on.

Mary's smile is a spotlight—whomever it lands upon becomes brighter, becomes more real. It lands upon us.