Quotes About Control

Now discipline must dominate all else. Strength is mind over matter. A great quote from a great friend.

There is no need to worry. Because if something can be changed there is no need to worry and if something can't be changed there is no need to worry. Worrying is a useless waste of energy.

The Sniper must not be susceptible to emotions such as anxiety and remorse

Revelation announces that God is still in control and that he will conclude this stage of history the way he has promised. He

Albert Einstein: "To punish me for my contempt of authority, Fate has made me an authority.

Historically, the 'deadline' was the line around a prison beyond which prisoners were eligible for shooting. In keeping with shifts in the exercise of control, what one was delineated spatially over life is now enforced temporarily over labor.

It's not that the government made us do it; you can't think that way," John said. "They made us not ask questions, they told us what to think, but also, we did it.

I resent the hell out of the politicians and generals who force events on us that structure our lives, that dictate the memories we'll have when we're old.

I imagine these men sitting in fashion control centers around the world thinking of new ways to torture women, new ways to make them wince twenty years from now when they look at old photographs of themselves.

Se le ocurrió que los psicoanalistas varones eran como machos cabríos: les gustaba tener una manada de mujeres dependientes, sumisas, frustradas, que trabajaban para él y lo consultaban acerca de todas las cosas, como si él fuera el gran macho, el macho Alfa, el patriarca, la autoridad suprema, Dios.

The last great attempt to free consciousness from the domination of impulses and social controls was psychoanalysis; as Freud pointed out, the two tyrants that fought for control over the mind were the id and the superago, the first a servant of a genes, the second a lackey of society - both representing the "Other".

Our ego is our silent partner--too often with a controlling interest.

politics is a dead game with no brother

What I learned from this experience was that you can't control others' emotions. Nor can you heal or fix emotions that aren't your own. They stay stuck in or around you and are impossible to dissolve.

Was it a thing, Flora wondered, that just happened to charismatic men—or maybe all men—how the world around them seemed to bend to their wants and needs?

And just like that, she felt like the General again.

Luke caught Mina's chin in his left hand and turned her face toward him. 'Guess what, sweetheart?' 'What?' He grinned. 'I'm keeping you.

He'd found "Jane" first. Finders fuckin keepers.

And if I could control everything," his voice was for her alone, "then I'd already have gotten you, naked, under me, and I wouldn't be so wild with lust that I want to rip apart my own best friend…because you're about to put your mouth on him.

I've been dying to know," he said again, "how you taste." Oh, hell. Her right hand grabbed the back of his head, and she yanked him down toward her. Their mouths met. Open. Ready. Lips kissed. Tongues licked. And—damn! Yes, she wanted. The control she'd held so tightly began to crack. She jerked in her seat, struggling to press against him. He took her mouth. Tasted her. Tormented her. And she met him. No, she fought him, fought him for more.

But I could be very dangerous to you, DB. I could wreck you. Shatter that control you hold so dear . . . and then what would happen?

No matter how omnipotent we think we are, we have damn little power to control our destinies.

That's when it happens. Maybe it was my argument. Maybe it was my scary zeal. Whatever the reason, as soon as Megan whistles, the crowd is on its feet. They're blowing bubbles. They're raising their lighters high. They're cheering through their fangs... For Dawn Summers, for themselves and each other, for every sibling who got tossed into a situation beyond her control. For me. And for my sister, who whistles again... Once more with feeling.

He's just being a man," Estelle said. "Wanting his freedom, but not wanting you to have any." "No, he is being a boy," Fifi countered. "Afraid of these feelings that are so big, so powerful, that they make him feel small. So he tries to ignore them, thinking he can control things this way." She shrugged in disdain. "As if love were an enemy to be