Best 32 quotes in «leverage quotes» category

Needle in a haystack's easy - just bring a magnet." Eliot stared witheringly at Hardison. "You take the poetry out of everything." "Says the man who'd just punch the haystack.

It struck Sophie that Comic-Con was something like a modern-day Brigadoon, a thriving city of a hundred and fifty thousand people that sprang up here in San Diego for less than a week every summer. People flocked to it from across the nation and around the world to populate it for its all-too-short existence, played their chosen roles, then dispersed back to their real homes as soon as the city disappeared. And the next summer, they'd do it all over again, forming a living history of their own in annual installments.

Parker and Hardison look like they're having a good time." "I see," Nate said. "Should we be worried?

Sophie(female): This life is not worth living without the people that make us want to tear down those walls. The thrill of vulnerability the danger of opening your heart. It makes us feel alive. Parker(female): I feel alive when I'm jumping down a building. Sophie(female): Maybe that's why they call it 'Falling in love

She's one you *really* care about, isn't she?" Eliot shook his head. "How can you read other people so well, and completely misread me?" Frowning, Sophie asked, "What do you mean?" Looking right into her eyes, Eliot said, "I care about *all* of them.

Of course, you won't confirm or deny it, which means I'm probably right, since if I was wrong, you'd be gloating about it.

Standing exposed on a rooftop, with no railing and the wind whipping about him, threatening to pull him flailing and screaming to the ground? That held no interest for him.

Successful people don’t use the obstacles of time, education, and money as excuses...they use them as leverage to get help.⁣⁣ ⁣⁣

Suspense was an excellent tool for keeping powerful people off balance. It gave one bargaining power.

That was Emma—she'd have enjoyed knowing she had something like that, something that could blow her whole fucking life and mine apart if it came out. Her little bit of power.

The more leeches there are affixed to a host, the less resources there are to siphon from said hosts, per parasite. The ability to only absorb energy, without the ability or desire to reproduce it in a productive manner, is a dangerous, unsustainable, albeit attractive long term method of collapse and decline.

They gave the world some of its finest heroes. Saving them's the least we can do.

They were handy to have around, Nate's little gang. They were that wonderful combination of talented and noble. The former was useful, while the latter made it so incredibly easy to poke them with a metaphorical stick.

There is no need to use force. Instead, create a path of least resistance, and gravity will do the rest.

When you lived on the wrong side of the law, information, however vague or apparently meaningless, was everything. It gave you leverage. And leverage was power.

What is that *smell*?" Eliot shook his head. "I keep telling you, it's fresh air.

When we leverage, we aggregate and organize existing resources to achieve success.

The last few years had taught her that, bizarrely, there might be more to life than money, heists, and adrenaline. A crazy idea, no kidding, and she wasn't entirely convinced yet, but maybe, just maybe, she could be something more than a thief?

With great leverage comes great justice.

Why is it that men reduce themselves to one-liners and bad movie quotes whenever they get into a fight?" said Parker. "Is there some kind of script they're supposed to follow when they get to this point? Or does the raging testosterone just shut down their higher brain functions?

You need to own your feelings. Get more comfortable expressing yourself." "How about I express you out the nearest window?

Attempting to succeed without embracing the tools immediately available for your success is no less absurd than trying to row a boat by drawing only your hands through the water or trying to unscrew a screw using nothing more than your fingernail.

You get to help people in ways that I can't even imagine. Hell, *you get to help people.*

You people did a good thing." "That's what we do," Nate said quietly.

You think we're going to turn you over to the law?" he said. "Oh, no, we're much more dangerous than that.

Age of the geek, baby!

Feel the power of the Dark Side," he murmured. "Always," Parker said.

Currently he was going through the entire Nero Wolfe series by Rex Stout, He'd just finished Murder by the Book and was in the process of downloading Triple Jeopardy to his e-reader when the alarm went off.

Feeling that one has some leverage upon something, even by proxy or association, makes one a great deal more interested in it.

He was convinced that the purse was like that stupid phone booth thing on that TV show Hardison liked: bigger on the inside than the outside.

I can follow pretty much every programming language out there, I can make a two-hundred-year-old diary out of some really nasty ingredients, I can even make sense out of the instruction booklets that come with IKEA furniture, but I can*not* make heads or tails of this nonsense right here.

He's not dead, Parker." He clenched his jaw so hard she could see the muscles working in it. "Are you just saying that to make me feel better?" "No, I'm saying it to make myself feel better.