Ken Levine Quotes

#1. Even in the case of a god, audiences - paradoxically - enjoy recognizing the human traits.

Kenneth Branagh

#2. Sometimes, I wonder .....

Are we all as identical on our way out of the Earth...like the way we all came into it?

If so, at what point do all our identities merge into a final whole?

Are we all nameless and blank at point Infinity?

Tina Sequeira

#3. Her heavy knives of defense against misery, regret, gall and hurt, she placed one by one on a bank where dear water rushed on below.

Toni Morrison

#4. As far as all of our identities are dependent on how other people imagine us we are all making ourselves and each other up all the time

John Green

#5. What is a drop of rain, compared to the storm? What is a thought, compared to the mind? Our unity is full of wonder which your tiny individualism cannot even conceive.

Ken Levine

#6. In the end what separates a man from a slave? Money? Power? No, a man chooses ... a slave obeys.

Ken Levine

#7. True leaders don't look at just the outward appearances in the selection of team members, they look at one's core values and heart.

Farshad Asl

#8. Do you have to leave?" she whispered, her voice filled with exhaustion. "I have to," I said, combing my hand through her hair. "Don't you like it here?" "I do, but all of my stuff is there," I said. "So bring it here," she argued. "You can put it in my closet.

Claire Contreras

#9. A clear mind can appreciate the beauty of poetry and the wisdom imparted in a story;

Anonymous

#10. I've never asked for life to be easy. I've only ever asked it to be interesting.

Maggie Stiefvater

#11. Look at you, hacker: a pathetic creature of meat and bone, panting and sweating as you run through my corridors. How can you challenge a perfect, immortal machine?

Ken Levine

#12. 'You know Bobby, when I was your age I'd drive the ball right over those trees at the corner.' Feeling challenged Mr. Cole hit a big driver right into those big trees. Snead then said 'Of course, when I was your age, those trees were only 10 feet high.'

Sam Snead

#13. Jacky, who had read and admired Mary Wollstonecraft, and despised the fashion of fluttery helplessness in women, felt, to her own annoyance, close to fainting.

Tim Powers

#14. The Polito form is dead, insect. Are you afraid? What is it you fear? The end of your trivial existence? When the history of my glory is written, your species shall only be a footnote to my magnificence.

Ken Levine