Power does not corrupt. Fear corrupts… perhaps the fear of a loss of power. – John Steinbeck
What good is the warmth of summer, without the cold of winter to give it sweetness. – John Steinbeck
Power does not corrupt. Fear corrupts… perhaps the fear of a loss of power. – John Steinbeck
What good is the warmth of summer, without the cold of winter to give it sweetness. – John Steinbeck
Where does discontent start? You are warm enough, but you shiver. You are fed, yet hunger gnaws you. You have been loved, but your yearning wanders in new fields. And to prod all these theres time, the Bastard Time. – John Steinbeck