Quotes About Control

I bite off the fingers and spit them out. Lord Loss screams obligingly. One of the snakes digs its fangs into my bald skull and rips out a chunk of flesh. I snatch the snake from its heartless home and chew its head off. I'm starting to enjoy this biting business.

Cars frighten me. They look vicious. Growling, screeching, fast-moving assassins. -Bec

We have the power to bend all men to our whim, but are forever pushing ourselves further, trying to fly higher… and falling.

Be still while I get up or I'll make an opening in your head for brains to leak in.

He was the perfect soldier: he went where you sent him, and stayed where you put him, and had no idea of his own to keep him from doing exactly what you told him.

Now I'm going to have my fun. I've got ten thousand dollars of your money to play with. I'm going to use it opening Poisonville up from Adam's apple to ankles.

33 percent agreeing with the statement that the world is controlled by a giant invisible telepathic clam named Ronaldo.

You would stay at home, the anxious hours ticking by, and you would wait for your Phone Man. It was as close as most people came to experiencing what heroin addicts go through, the difference being that heroin addicts have the option of going to another supplier. Phone customers didn't. They feared the power of the Telephone Company.

You're mine, Wasp

Nobody understands how hard it is, being captain.

Too violent, you say? Shut up or I'll break your legs.

Every time my brain parks the car neatly in the driveway, my mouth drives through the back of the garage.

If things continue this way, there will be two societies - or at least I hope there will be two - the one you're helping create, and an alternative to it. You and your ilk will live, willingly, joyfully, under constant surveillance, watching each other always, commenting on each other, voting and liking and disliking each other, smiling and frowning, and otherwise doing nothing much else.

My voice and movements are restricted by the things I own.

It's the usual utopian vision. This time they were saying it'll reduce waste. If stores know what their customers want, then they don't overproduce, don't overship, don't have to throw stuff away when it's not bought. I mean, like everything else you guys are pushing, it sounds perfect, sounds progressive, but it carries with it more control, more central tracking of everything we do.

Now, you and I both know that if you can control the flow of information, you can control everything.

Outside the walls of the Circle, all was noise and struggle, failure and filth. But here, all had been perfected. The best people had made the best systems and the best systems had reaped funds, unlimited funds

But when friends would ask Kathy whether they, too, should start their own business, she talked them out of it. You don't run the business, she would say. The business runs you.

People worried about our passing over into some robotic state, but we were so much like robots already, programmed and easy to manipulate.

So many people who wanted no part of all this. That's what's new. There used to be the option of opting out. But now that's over. Completion is the end. We're closing the circle around everyone—it's a totalitarian nightmare.

Public-private leads to private-private, and soon you have the Circle running most or even all government services

something about how all this could or would lead to totalitarianism. Her stomach sank.

Now, you and I both know that if you can control the flow of information, you can control everything. You can control most of what anyone sees and knows. If you want to bury some piece of information, permanently, that's two seconds' work. If you want to ruin anyone, that's five minutes' work.

The only explanation was that she was receiving instructions from extraplanetary overlords.