Quotes About Dominance

We have enslaved the rest of the animal creation, and have treated our distant cousins in fur and feathers so badly that beyond doubt, if they were able to formulate a religion, they would depict the Devil in human form. —WILLIAM RALPH INGE, OUTSPOKEN ESSAYS, 1922

Up! Up into man-thing nest! Up to their streets and their cellars! Up to their granaries and their stockyards! Up to their homes and their temples! All-all belongs to Rictus! All-all belongs to Vecteek!

You with me baby, cause there's no turning back after this, no way, once I slip into that sweet heat of yours, you're mine, do you hear me? You. Are. Fucking. Mine.

Bluma Zeigarnik, describes the ability of incomplete tasks to dominate our attention.

Let them hate us, as long as they fear us.

Woman is the dominant sex. Men have to do all sorts of stuff to prove that they are worthy of woman's attention.

As is true of most men who wield their power like a weapon, Conkling was widely feared, slavishly obeyed, and secretly despised.

The more the ego seeks to secure every possible liberty, independence, superiority, and freedom from obligations, the deeper does it fall into the slavery of objective facts. The subject's freedom of mind is chained to an ignominious financial dependence, his unconcernedness of action suffers now and again, a distressing collapse in the face of public opinion, his moral superiority gets swamped in inferior relationships, and his desire to dominate ends in a pitiful craving to be loved.

Most human predators, however, seek power, not food. To destroy or damage something is to take its power.

I am running the show. Everyone is waiting for me. I decide. I know this now.

In the immortal words of Mr. Burns.......eeeeexcellent.

THE WOMAN WAS GOING TO KILL HIM, and not because she was stronger and more vicious than he was. Which, if he thought about it, she was. He'd never ripped a man's throat out with his teeth, and he was damned impressed that Gwen had. She'd made the Lords of the Underworld look like marshmallows.

He's body slammed enough people to start a new country. And there could be a neighbouring city for the people he's punched in the throat

When you were little, what did you want to be when you grew up?" (…) A sigh of longing. "To be honest, I wanted to be ruler of the entire world. Or the ruler's trophy wife.

I'm king of the World, bitches. Come in here and bask in my glory.(Strider)

Let's play a little game I like to call Cole's in Charge and Ali's Not.

And at one point (cough) walking into a chicks knife (cough), he'd finally won. 'I'm king of the world, bitches. Come in here and bask in my glory.' His voice echoed through the foyer, expectant eager. -Strider

Pickup line... pickup line... she racked her brain until she found an explanation and brightened. "Mine would be—roses are red, violets are blue, if you don't do what I say I will kill you.

Never had Dallas seen the Targon more pissed. There'd been none of his usual charm, none of his nonchalance. He simply hadn't liked other men looking at Bride. And when the Mckell had staked claim on her ... shit. Bastard was probably already dead.

But his plans didn't matter, she supposed, since he would soon be at her mercy. Not that she had any." - Bianka

I'm surrounded by pure male aggression, and I like it.

But truth was truth, and like any apex predator, it could defend itself.

He'd gone total alpha. He'd decided, and he expected Sunny to fall into line. What he failed to realize? She was an alpha, too. "No problem. Let's say our goodbyes, and part ways, since I can't be of use to you." "We do not part," he snarled. Four words. Individually, they meant nothing. Together, uttered by William the Ever Randy, they rocked her world.

THE WOMAN WAS GOING TO KILL HIM, and not because she was stronger and more vicious than he was. Which, if he thought about it, she was. He'd never ripped a man's throat out with his teeth, and he was damned impressed that Gwen had. She'd made the Lords of the Underworld look like marshmallows. Two