#seized

I was fourteen when Kissinger made his secret trip to China, and then there was subsequently Nixon's trip to China, and I was very much seized with an interest in China. ↗

— John Pomfret

#fourteen #his #i #interest #kissinger

I have seized the light. I have arrested its flight. ↗

— Louis Jacques Mande Daguerre

#flight #i #light #seized

Faith is permitting ourselves to be seized by the things we do not see. ↗

— Martin Luther

#ourselves #permitting #see #seized #things

People often ask why I left CNN - I didn't like management. I liked my colleagues in the news gathering but the corporate culture that seized management when AOL came in (Steve Case and Gerry Levin) was disgusting. ↗

— Greta Van Susteren

#ask #came #case #cnn #colleagues

With the people, especially a people seized of property, resides the aggregate of original power. ↗

— Ezra Stiles

#especially #original #people #power #property

We have the opportunity to change Denmark - that opportunity must be seized. ↗

— Helle Thorning-Schmidt

#denmark #must #opportunity #seized

It's because it was at a time when women didn't have any power. It was so unusual for a young woman in her 20s to have power that I seized the power but tried not to flaunt it. ↗

— Marlo Thomas

#because #her #i #power #seized

So I still seized the power, but I felt that if I officially made myself the boss, in black and white, it would be too intimidating for the other producers and the other men who worked on the show. In other words, I had the power, but I gave them the title. ↗

— Marlo Thomas

#black and white #boss #felt #gave #had

The province was surrounded by powerful tribes of Indians who watched the white settlers with an eager hostility, and seized every occasion to molest them by secret inroad, and often by open assault. ↗

— John P. Kennedy

#eager #every #hostility #indians #molest

Cold men destroy women,” my mother wrote me years later. “They woo them with something personable that they bring out for show, something annexed to their souls like a fake greenhouse, lead you in, and you think you see life and vitality and sun and greenness, and then when you love them, they lead you out into their real soul, a drafty, cavernous, empty ballroom, inexorably arched and vaulted and mocking you with its echoes—you hear all you have sacrificed, all you have given, landing with a loud clunk. They lock the greenhouse and you are as tiny as a figure in an architect’s drawing, a faceless splotch, a blur of stick limbs abandoned in some voluminous desert of stone. ↗

— Lorrie Moore

#self-help #what-is-seized #life