Quotes About Control

Waiting for the end to come, Wishing I had strength to stand, This is not what I had planned, It's out of my control

Your anger is like the bubbles in a can of soda. The more you're shaken, the more you want to let it out. The longer you keep it in though, the greater the size of the eventual explosion - and the flatter the drink at the end.

There's somthing inside me that pulls beneath the surface. Consuming. Confusing. This lack of self-control I fear is never ending. Controlling. I can't seem To find myself again, My walls are closing in (Without a sense of confidence, I'm convinced that there's just too much pressure to take) I felt this way before... So insecure..

Philip says to fear me. Do you have any idea how afraid I am of him?

Er) hat in unbegreiflicher Verblendung übersehen, daß ein Mensch auch ohne selbstständige Ideen und ohne Persönlichkeit in dem Augenblick Wesen und Inhalt annimt, in dem man Macht auf ihn überträgt.

There were the things he used to sustain life: a box of fish food. And the things he'd used to take it: a pair of nickel-plated handcuffs.

I did not see that there was much more I could do for Jeff. He was now totally in the hands of other people. They would decide what he wore, what he ate, where he slept, what medication, if, any, he received. My fatherly duties had been reduced to the provision of a few small services, none of them basic. As a father, my role had almost disappeared.

When politicians and civil servants hear the word culture they feel for their blue pencils.

He didn't like to be seen needing it - as if hunger were a sign of weakness.

I mean when I was a kid, parents called the shots. Now I'm a parent, kids call the shots. So we get fucked coming and going. I can't believe this.

The liberation of adulthood as we'd conceived it from below was a pipe-dream; with oppressors deposed we became our own tyrants.

And there's an ownership to destruction, an intimacy: an appropriation.

So many stories are determined before they start

If you take that away from me, and every other opportunity to not quite toe the line," Willing said, "then however many amusing things I'm at liberty to do, I don't feel free. If I don't feel free, I'm not free." I don't feel free, Willing did not add, and I have not felt free since you and yours jammed this fleck of metal into my neck.

La ocultación podía ser sinónimo de poder. Como andar por la casa con un revólver cargado.

La tarea de fijar los impuestos implica calcular cuánto pueden robar dejándonos a nosotros, los pobres infelices, lo suficiente para que sigamos trabajando, así el año que viene tendrán más para robar. El gobierno cultiva ciudadanos como si fueran verduras, y hay que dejar un puñado de semillas para la próxima siembra.

The right to boss pregnant women around was surely on its way into the Constitution

The poet is in command of his fantasy, while it is exactly the mark of the neurotic that he is possessed by his fantasy.

A theory of the middle class: that it is not to be determined by its financial situation but rather by its relation to government. That is, one could shade down from an actual ruling or governing class to a class hopelessly out of relation to government, thinking of government as beyond its control, of itself as wholly controlled by government. Somewhere in between and In gradations is the group that has the sense that gov't exists for it, and shapes its consciousness accordingly.

Fase pós-moderna da socialização, o processo de personalização é um novo tipo de controlo social desembaraçado dos processos pesados de massificação-reificação-repressão.

Whenever we accept an idea as authority instead of as instrument, an idol is set up. We worship the plough, and not the fruit.

Life can be swamped by sex very easily if sex is not normally satisfied.

Love is a tempestuous mistress. And none of us shall ever master her.

The real power—the power to hire, fire, and spend money—still lay mostly with the city manager, except that he was appointed by, and could therefore be dismissed by, the members of the City Council. The end result was that no one was ever really in charge in Yonkers.