{"quotes":[{"text":"And each ripple builds and builds into the tidal wave of anarchy to which we are now doomed.","author":"Brian Michael Bendis","tags":["anarchy","doom","powers","ripple","tidal-wave"],"id":7180,"author_id":"Brian+Michael+Bendis"},{"text":"My name is David Charleston.I kill people with super powers.","author":"Brandon Sanderson","tags":["charleston","david","kill","people","powers","super"],"id":46991,"author_id":"Brandon+Sanderson"},{"text":"Being the Magician isn't about being powerful when you have things and useless when you don't,' Persephone said.'The Magician sees what is out there and finds connections. The Magician can make anything magical.","author":"Maggie Stiefvater","tags":["connections","magic","magician","powerful","powers"],"id":67386,"author_id":"Maggie+Stiefvater"},{"text":"Philip obliged, opening his left hand, palm upwards, and forcing his energy into the creation of an orb of light, formed, tangible, and alive. The small suns Philip could create out of nothing, were miniatures of the original, with molten plasma lying almost invisible at their cores, obscured by the bright rays of light emitted from them, making them seem harmless.","author":"D.M. Enslin","tags":["abilities","light","powers","urban-fantasy"],"id":70637,"author_id":"D.M.+Enslin"},{"text":"...We cannot fail to recognise the influence which the progressive control over natural forces exerts on the social relationships between men, since men always place their newly won powers at the service of their aggressiveness, and use them against one another.","author":"Sigmund Freud","tags":["agressiveness","control","forces","marxism","means","powers","social-evolution","social-struggle","technology"],"id":106748,"author_id":"Sigmund+Freud"},{"text":"I respect the shit out of you.","author":"Brian Michael Bendis","tags":["deena-pilgrim","powers","respect","shit"],"id":122703,"author_id":"Brian+Michael+Bendis"},{"text":"I want to do it too!” said Gazzy, sitting very, very quietly, completely motionless.“Nope,” said Nudge, shaking her head. “You stand out like a fart in church.","author":"James Patterson","tags":["church","fart","funny","lol","powers"],"id":160573,"author_id":"James+Patterson"},{"text":"It's terrible to have to fear that your powers will activate at any given moment. Especially when you draw close to people... And find that your only choice is to pull away. It's overwhelming when you find a time, a person, with which there's nothing to fear.","author":"Zechariah Barrett","tags":["allegory","bonds","david-laskaris","emotions","fear","liberation","powers","release","rp","separation"],"id":211805,"author_id":"Zechariah+Barrett"},{"text":"God helps them that help themselves.” When you begin to help yourself, which means to make the best of what is in yourself, you begin to attract to yourself more and more of those helpful things that may exist all about you. In other words, constructive forces attract constructive forces; positive forces attract positive forces. A growing mind attracts elements and forces that help to promote growth, and people who are determined to make more and more of themselves, are drawn more and more into circumstances through which they will find the opportunity to make more of themselves. And this law works not only in connection with the external world, but also the internal world. When you begin to make a positive determined use of those powers in yourself that are already in positive action, you draw forth into action powers within you that have been dormant, and as this process continues, you will find that you will accumulate volume, capacity and power in your mental world, until you finally become a mental giant.","author":"Christian D. Larson","tags":["action","attract","best","capacity","constructive","determined","dormant","elements","external","forces","growing","growth","help","internal","mental","mind","positive","powers","process","promote","world"],"id":219004,"author_id":"Christian+D.+Larson"},{"text":"Drake's whip hand spun Diana like a top.She cried out. That sound, her cry, pierced Caine like an arrow.Diana staggered and almost righted herself, but Drake was too quick, too ready.His second strike yanked her through the air. She flew and then fell.“Catch her!” Caine was yelling to himself. Seeing her arc as she fell. Seeing where she would hit. His hands came up, he could use his power, he could catch her, save her. But too slow.Diana fell. Her head smashed against a jutting point of rock. She made a sound like a dropped pumpkin.Caine froze.The fuel rod, forgotten, fell from the air with a shattering crash.It fell within ten feet of the mine shaft opening. It landed atop a boulder shaped like the prow of a ship.It bent, cracked, rolled off the boulder, and crashed heavily in the dirt.Drake ran straight at Caine, his whip snapping. But Jack stumbled in between them, yelling, “The uranium! The uranium!”The radiation meter in his pocket was counting clicks so fast, it became a scream.Drake piled into Jack, and the two of them went tumbling.Caine stood, staring in horror at Diana. Diana did not move. Did not move. No snarky remark. No smart-ass joke.“No!” Caine cried.“No!”Drake was up, disentangling himself with an angry curse from Jack.“Diana,” Caine sobbed.Drake didn’t rely on his whip hand now, too far away to use it before Caine could take him down. He raised his gun. The barrel shot flame and slugs, BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM.Inaccurate, but on full automatic, Drake had time. He swung the gun to his right and the bullets swooped toward where Caine stood like he was made of stone.Then the muzzle flash disappeared in an explosion of green-white light that turned night into day. The shaft of light missed its target. But it was close enough that the muzzle of Drake’s gun wilted and drooped and the rocks behind Drake cracked from the blast of heat.Drake dropped the gun. And now it was Drake’s turn to stare in stark amazement. “You!”Sam wobbled atop the rise. Quinn caught him as he staggered.Now Caine snapped back to the present, seeing his brother, seeing the killing light.“No,” Caine said. “No, Sam: He’s mine.”He raised a hand, and Sam went flying backward along with Quinn.“The fuel rod!” Jack was yelling, over and over. “It’s going to kill us all. Oh, God, we may already be dead!”Drake rushed at Caine. His eyes were wide with fear. Knowing he wouldn’t make it. Knowing he was not fast enough.Caine raised his hand, and the fuel rod seemed to jump off the ground.A javelin.A spear. He held it poised. Pointed straight at Drake.Caine reached with his other hand, extending the telekinetic power to hold Drake immobilized.Drake held up his human hand, a placating gesture. “Caine…you don’t want to…not over some girl. She was a witch, she was…”Drake, unable to run, a human target. The fuel rod aimed at him like a Spartan’s spear.Caine threw the fuel rod. Tons of steel and lead and uranium.Straight at Drake.","author":"Michael Grant","tags":["caine-soren","cry","diana","drake","emotional","fall","fuel-rod","hurt","kill","mine","mutated","powers","revenge","sam-temple","sob","whip"],"id":220083,"author_id":"Michael+Grant"}],"pagination":{"page":1,"page_size":10,"total":21,"pages":3,"next":"?page=2\u0026page_size=10"}}