Quotes About Control

She would just tell us what she wanted," recalled Elvis's cook, Mary Jenkins. "One time she said, 'I want a different cake every day of the week, but don't tell Mama—she'll put me on a diet.

Mrs. Reed grabbed Kayla's wrist. Good. You haven't gotten that damned tattoo. Whatever you do, don't let them make you get it.

If we attempt nothing more than a rigid negative control of the waves of desire, without raising waves of love, compassion and devotion to oppose them, then the result may be even more tragic.

It takes faith to find personal significance in your relationship with God rather than how much money you earn, how beautiful you look, how many toys you own, how many trophies you collect, or how much territory you conquer and control.

Dian Fossey and Biruté Galdikas modeled their approach on Jane Goodall's: they began their studies by relinquishing control. In the masculine world of Western science, where achievement is typically measured by mastery, theirs was an unusual approach.

Everything is always changing. There is a cause-and-effect lawfulness that governs all unfolding experience. What I do matters, but I am not in charge. Suffering results from struggling with what is beyond my control. [pp. 27-28]

Force, no matter how concealed, begets resistance—Lakota

I've told you before," he said huskily. "I'll take you however I can get you." "Whatever. Don't think I don't know you're topping from the bottom." His mouth curved with unapologetic amusement.

It's time to discuss what it's going to take to get you beneath me-GC

You think you can say a few words and end us? There is no end, Eva. he flattened me into the side of the car. I was pinned by six feet, two inches of violently aroused male.

I keep what's mine, and I do not share.

I own your pleasure, I whispered into his mouth. I'll take it if you won't give it to me.

She's my mate; that makes her mine. Forgetting that will see your neck no longer serving its purpose." "I love it when you talk dirty," she purred. "Give my regards to Lindsay.

You put your hand on Corinne's back like this again, and I'm breaking your fingers.

Who do you think monsters marry, you stupid bitch?" I walked back to her. "Pretty little breakable girls? Or other monsters?

I love your control. It turns me on. He caught my fingers in his teeth, then released them. I know. But when you lose it... I sighed, remembering. It drives me crazy to know I can do that to you, that you want me that much.

Echaba a correr cuando las cosas se ponían feas porque estaba segura de que todo iba a terminar mal. Lo único que yo podía controlar era ser yo la que se fuera en lugar de ser la que se quedaba atrás.

You can say that to me after the flight over? he snapped. You fucking own me, Eva. I'll be damned if I don't own you back.

You can't manage me, Lindsay. I'm more than happy to be the recipient of your persuasive skills, but not if you'll be pissed off when it doesn't get you what you want.

Think of a word you associate with power. /Your/ safeword, angel. Choose it

I've told you before," he said huskily. "I'll take you however I can get you." "Whatever. Don't think I don't know you're topping from the bottom.

You forget who submits, Eva," he said gruffly. "I've given up control for you. I've bent and adjusted for you. I'll do anything to keep you and make you happy. But I won't be tamed or topped. Don't mistake indulgence for weakness.

I ran when the going got tough, because I was so sure it was all going to end badly. The only control I had was to be the one who left, instead of the one who was left behind.

Oh hell. He gasped, his back arching, his balls drawing up painfully tight. Don't make me come too quickly.