Quotes About Control

We're infected, both of us. We are his followers, whatever our conscious minds try to tell us. Our only defense is that we should be aware of that.

Tamara, Shemyaza is a god, but he is also a man. Do not be foolish and allow his glamour to bewitch you. It is vital you remain in control. Love him as the Prince of Light, but despise the Adam in him. You, in some respects, are more powerful than he, for you are female. I am relying on you.

Othman reflected, as he undid his belt to his leather trousers that it was so easy to manipulate them once they had the first taste.

Everyone who knows about us wants to keep us apart from you. Your own people work against you! They want to contain you and control you.

Perhaps a measure of Waters of Life to clear his senses." "No," snarled Khaster. "Give me the Witch." "Khas…" "I'm all right. Give it to me.

Meggie had probably also noticed, or been informed, of a change in Delmar's behaviour. Now, he was entirely Tamara's creature. She had primed him with talk of Shemyaza and subdued his instinctive fears.

No one knows this land as well as I. Its secrets are my secrets. I can bend its elements to my will. You don't have to go to the serpent alone.

This man was hers. She could have him whenever she wanted to.

He felt as if massing forces pressed against the membrane of reality, and it would take all his strength to keep them from breaking through.

Formless powers compete for control around us, and we are their pawns.

I felt her presence within me, yet part of me knows the desire was utterly mine, the selishness, the heartlessness, the lack of care. Jia smelled it out perhaps and attached herself to it, but I will not blame an elemental force for what took control of me that night. It would be too convenient.

You are his creature and you must lure him to me.

The Witch clenched her claws in his brain. Be cool, he told her.

Sometimes feelings flow in directions we'd prefer they didn't.

He will shape a new god, in the image of his own fear, and he will make resentful enemies, where before there were only resigned puppets.

Our father had control of his mind, while I had only his heart. I needed both.

Lily had stepped back from him, into Othman's control.

He had mocked her, shown her his power, and she, believing herself immune, had fallen beneath his spell.

Any priest could make a god for you, on a scrap of parchment with some spit and a smudge of black ink. He would name it for you and then it might act in your favor. If you ate the god, or rather the parchment bearing his name, you might have visions or be able smite an enemy with a thought. You could also banish demons who had procured temporary lodgings in your body.

How small, how fragile a human being was. No matter how powerful you might feel, whether magically or physically, ultimately others, in concert, could always stamp out your life.

To rid the world of one empire merely made room for another.

There is nothing of yours I have not possessed. Soon, I shall even possess your body as I have taken those whom you love. You have no power to resist me.

I thought I could make a weapon out of you. It was not my desire to make you a force for the good particularly, just a force for effect.

Sofia visualised shining strings emanating from each of her fingers and connected with the souls of her puppets. All she had to do to get them to perform was to lift a finger and tweak a string.