Amateurs seek the sun. Get eaten. Power stays in the shadows.
With great power comes great responsibility. This is my gift. This is my curse. Who am I? I am Spider-Man.
Men fall from the sky and gods hurl thunderbolts. Innocents die. That’s how it starts. The fever, the rage, the feeling of powerlessness that turns good men… cruel.
Desire becomes surrender. Surrender becomes power.
This country, you gotta make the money first. Then when you get the money, you get the power. Then when you get the power, then you get the women.
Power is when we have every justification to kill, and we don’t.
I don’t believe in fairy tales about chakras or energy or the power of belief. There is no such thing as spirit. We are made of matter and nothing more. We are just another tiny, momentary speck within an indifferent universe.
Those with the greatest power… protect those without.
Steal an apple and you’re a thief, steal a kingdom and you’re a statesman. Only weak men stop there. You’re either the most powerful man in the room, or you’re nothing.
You have a gift. You have power. And with great power, there must also come great responsibility.[to Peter]
With great power comes great responsibility.
The mirror’s power is the ultimate prize in a war fought by two mighty sides.