Quotes About Control

And this was to be his main point—there was one overriding reason for our failure, which was the lack of coordinated intelligence. Too many agencies, too many bureaucracies defending their corners, too many points of demarcation, insufficient centralized control.

To kill the brain is to kill the will to kill the brain.

Sólo los niños, de hecho, piensan que un deseo y su cumplimiento es todo uno: quizás es lo que da a los tiranos ese aire infantil. Alargan la mano hacia lo que no poseen. Cuando topan con la frustración, la rabieta homicida nunca está muy lejos.

Get in first and shape the terms. He did so in quick short sentences, his smooth tenor's voice as clear and precise as it was when he sang Goethe's tragic poem.

Como pode uma escritora expiar os seus pecados se, com o poder absoluto de decidir o final, é em certa medida Deus? Não há ninguém, nenhuma entidade, nenhum ser superior a quem ela possa apelar, com quem possa reconciliar-se ou que possa perdoar-lhe.

desde el siglo XVI la base de la política inglesa y posteriormente británica en Europa fue la consecución del equilibrio de poder. Se me ordenó que leyera sobre el Congreso de Viena de 1815.Tony insistía en que un equilibrio entre naciones era el cimiento de un sistema jurídico internacional de diplomacia pacífica. Era vital que los países se controlasen mutuamente.

I ripped my left arm out of his hand and slammed my elbow into his solar plexus. He exhaled in a gasp. I lunged for the dagger and sat on top of him, my knees pinning his arms, my dagger on his throat. He lay still. "I give up," he said and smiled. "Your move." Er. I was sitting atop the Beast Lord in my underwear, holding a knife to his throat. What the hell was my next move?

I think you're confused as to the nature of our relationship. You and I, we don't get along. You're a psychopathic control freak. You order me around and I want to kill you. I'm a pigheaded insubordinate ass. I drive you mad and you want to strangle me.

Saiman picked up a coffee mug, stared at it, and hurled it against the wall. It shattered into a dozen pieces. We looked at him. "Your date appears to be hysterical," Rene told me. "You think I should slap some man into him? Saiman stared at me, speechless. I had to give it to Rene—she didn't laugh. But she really wanted to.

I'm counting to ten in my head. Is it helping? No. It doesn't help me with you either. I used to life weights to alleviate frustration, but someone blowtorched my weight bench. How did you do it, by the way? I could tell you but then I'd have to kill you.

If he full-out flexed, I would probably faint, or jump off the building.

I want to punish them. I want that punishment to be so hard, so vicious that the next who takes their place wets himself at the mere thought of trying to fight me.

No, you're not going with him." I crossed my arms. "Who decided that?" He put on his "I'm alpha and I'm putting my foot down" expression. "I decided.

Anger - a better alternative to caffeine.

Just to make sure the odd humanoid aberration doesn't get away, always pin it through the nuts.

Curran roared. The blast of noise erupting from his mouth was like thunder. I clenched up, fighting the urge to step back. "Yes I can," he snarled. "Listen: this is me telling you what you will not do." I raised the cookbook and tapped him on the nose. Bad cat.

Had I known you were going to pull a pretty ribbon out of your sleeve like some two-bit magician, tie me up with it, and indulge your mental torture fetish in your basement, I would've shot you. Many times. Two-bit magician? Men like you enjoy being flattered.

Getting a lecture on restraint from the woman who threw a hissy fit and blew up Babylon.

He squeezed his hands into fists. I picked up a grapefruit-sized rock and handed it to him. It went flying. Home run, Beast Lord style. 

I don't know if you heard, but I kind of run this place.

If you keep wiggling, things might get uncomfortable," he said into my ear, his voice like a caress. "I'm doing my best, but thinking about baseball only takes you so far." I froze.

When you walk a dog on a short leash, she's close enough to bite you.

If I lose control, you'll be the first to know. I'm quite perturbed by the idea.

You're like a crazy cat lady, but you collect killers instead of fluffy cats. I don't collect killers. Yes, you do, and those who aren't killers turn into killers by the time you're done. You made Julie into a maniac. That child has more knives on her than a squad of the PAD.