Quotes About Control

This life is yours. Take the power to choose what you want to do and do it well. Take the power to love what you want in life and love it honestly. Take the power to walk in the forest and be a part of nature. Take the power to control your own life. No one else can do it for you. Take the power to make your life happy.

The issue of fortuitous encounters brings us to an interesting double standard here. We may recoil in horror at the thought of haphazard chance determining our future life partner, but label that chance `destiny` and we're entranced by the prospect. On one hand we feel the need to be in control of our romantic choices; on the other hand the thought of losing control can be hugely seductive.

Although my life was filled with chaos, it was familiar chaos, which gave me the feeling that I had some control over it. This was an illusion. —ANONYMOUS

No one can make us feel anything. It's up to us to feel whatever we feel.

In the long term, the tables may turn on humans, and the problem may not be what we could do to harm AIs, but what AI might do to harm us.

For those who live neither with religious consolations about death nor with a sense of death (or of anything else) as natural, death is the obscene mystery, the ultimate affront, the thing that cannot be controlled. It can only be denied.

Her advice boiled down to a consistent theme: that we all have to learn how to live with uncertainty, because some things are simply out of our control.

Particularity leads to peculiarity and then to pathological behavior. The three Ps. It is very insidious. You would eventually end up in a box. If you try to control your environment, it will control you. And everyone else around you will always have to be making adjustments to your maddening idiosyncracies...You are beginning to enslave yourself with your fussiness.

Five seconds, and my body's humming. I go half-man, half-machine, and my thoughts go straight to touching her more, to how far I want to go, how far she might want to go, and damn, I start to hurt. No amount of music or hard work will fix this. My body's a beast. A beast that's been held back too long.

generosity as a means of controlling someone is no gift at all. It's a curse.

We don't always get to choose.

I suddenly wondered if he thought that I was powerless, and then I realized that I was powerless.

I asked him not to hurt me. It seems to be what women say. And men. It did not stop him.

Something I have never mastered. Something I've never even tried to master.

His orgasm was short, doubled and tripled with a quick convulsion, so private, so disciplined that he made no cry, no whisper, no exhortation.

I was suddenly afraid that if I seemed too upset or afraid, too crazy, he would stop.

By the end we were lobotomised of all ability to think for ourselves. We were trained to live by instruction and learned to live without thought. The whole set-up meant no one could flourish as an individual – which was exactly the point. We were homogenised for the ease of others.

I have complete artistic control, and I just do my best album every time and trust it to fate.

Autocracies survive when they can control the substance and flow of information to their citizens. This requires a ruthless vigilance to silence intellectuals and creatives.

In my experience, people's sorrows are always in danger of bursting out; it's only through careful inattention that they can be contained.

Venting, even just a little, keeps the apeshits away".

She'd also prepared by wearing her hair combed back severely from her face, and putting on her stiffest, highestcollared business suit. She all but carried a riding crop.

He moved into the left lane, rolled down his window, and tossed all of Alessandra's new clothes and her shoe out of the car. "Oh, my God!" She spun in her seat, watching as her clothes hit the ground seventy-five miles an hour, getting caught in the brush. "Oh, my God!" She stared at him, aghast. "Why did you do that? Are you completely out of your mind?

So it's you and a syringe against the Capitol? See, this is why no one lets you make the plans.