People don’t have power over us. We give it to them.
People walk around, act like they know what hate means. No one does, until you hate yourself. I mean truly hate yourself. That’s power.
Power belongs to the people that take it. Nothing to do with their hard work, strong ambitions, or rightful qualifications, no. The actual will to take is often the only thing that’s necessary.
Our friend has superpowers, and she squeezed your tiny bladder with her mind.
Power is only given to those who are prepared to lower themselves to pick it up.
I find people who are rude usually feel powerless in their own lives. Terrified of not being in control.
Acceptance is a powerful thing.
If we have the power to change the world, don’t you think we have the power to change our own fate?
Power is always dangerous. It attracts the worst. And corrupts the best.
The hardest thing you’re gonna have to face is not some monster out there with powers. It’s gonna be that feeling of uselessness when you can’t do anything.
Scientifically speaking, life’s nothing but a series of chemical reactions. So, to accelerate or decelerate that process is of no great matter. It gives us that illusion of power in a life with little.
Powerful men have a way of avoiding consequences.
