#kings

The former measured six feet and an inch in his stockings, and, without a single pound of cumbrous flesh about him, weighed a hundred and eighty. The latter was an inch shorter than his rival, and ten pounds lighter; but he was much the most active of the two. ↗

— Augustus Baldwin Longstreet

#active #eighty #feet #flesh #former

Death may be the King of terrors... but Jesus is the King of kings! ↗

— Dwight L. Moody

#jesus #king #kings #may #terrors

Is Abundant Success in all his honest undertakings. ↗

— George Morgan

#his #honest #success #undertakings

The glories of our blood and state, Are shadows, not substantial things; There is no armour against fate, Death lays his icy hand on kings. Scepter and crown must tumble down, And, in the dust, be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade. ↗

— James Shirley

#armour #blood #crooked #crown #death

The man who can put himself in the place of other men, who can understand the workings of their minds, need never worry about what the future has in store for him. ↗

— Owen D. Young

#future #him #himself #man #men

I want to kill the president because I no like the capitalists. I have the gun in my hand, I kill kings and presidents first and next all capitalists. ↗

— Giuseppe Zangara

#capitalists #first #gun #hand #i

Maxine,” Grant said, but I barely heard him. I was lost in that vision, in those emotions—the pain, and hunger for pain, forming the root of so much agonized rage. “ ‘Fear leads to anger, anger leads to hate,’” I muttered. “Yoda, from Star Wars?” “ ‘Hate leads to suffering.’” I met his gaze. “Yoda knows his shit, man.” Grant’s mouth crooked in a gentle smile. ↗

— Marjorie M. Liu

#fantasy #humor #hunter-kiss #reaper-kings #anger

Pour grands que soient les rois, ils sont ce que nous sommes: Ils peuvent se tromper comme les autres hommes. ↗

— Pierre Corneille

#error #falliability #kings #equality

Your king is SUPPOSED to explode? What kind of government system is that? ↗

— Jefferson Smith

#government #humor #humour #kings #monarchy

The king killed his brother, who was actually king, so that he could be king. Then the dead king’s wife and baby disappeared, on account the baby would’ve been king, so the brother probably killed them, too. They do that kind of thing all the time, kings do. They can kill anybody they don’t like. ↗

— Sage Blackwood

#intrigue #kings #regicide #humor