Quotes About Control

Like whites in South Africa or the Southern states who knew that things had changed, who even accepted the changes, but who couldn't quite shake the certainty deeply, diplomatically, hidden, that they should still be in charge.

With patience comes power.

Most of us are great with change, as long as it was our idea. But change imposed from the outside can send some people into a tailspin.

It would be a cull." "Culls happen for the health of the community. They're unfortunate, but necessary

You're catastrophizing, allowing fear into the driver's seat. You're reacting to things that haven't happened and behaving as though they have, or are inevitable. Focus on what is actually happening, here and now.

Scientists might appear rational, but they were in fact completely at the mercy of their emotions. Because most never learned to face them.

If drugs are out of control, it isn't long before we lose our grip on all crime.

order was freedom. To live in chaos was to live in a prison. Order freed the mind for other things.

Told them to have more and more babies. Kept them pregnant and poor and ignorant.

This was a walled world. With a pretense of control, without the reality of it.

He needed to keep his fear at bay. A little was good. Kept him sharp. But fear, unchecked, became terror and terror grew into panic and panic created chaos. And then all hell broke loose.

Gamache in anger. "He knew that's

The population had a right to expect that people with a gun and a badge would also have self-control.

Imagine a world where you could do anything. Anything. And get away with it,' said Myrna, warming to the topic again. 'What power. Who here wouldn't be corrupted?

I mean some can predict the future because they create it," said Rosenblatt. "Oh, not the good things. We can't make someone love us, or even like us. But we can make someone hate us. We can't guarantee we'll be hired for a job, but we can make sure we're fired." He put down his apple cider and stared at Gamache. "We can't be sure we'll win a war, but we can lose one.

I think the curfew's about public order. The government don't have the balls or the manpower to order people to stay in their houses indefinitely.

There's no tyrant like a brain.

If I could have a superpower, it'd be the ability to make all my enemies change their minds and see things MY way.

I have no control over certain elements of my story. I can nudge my characters/story line there, but can't make them behave the way I think they should, no matter how I try.

What a marvel bureaucracy is, which can smother Such quite elementary feelings, and tag A man with a number, and set him to wag His legs and his arms at the word of command Or the blow of a whistle! He's certainly damned, Fit only for mince-meat, if a little gold lace And an upturned moustache can set him to face Bullets, and bayonets, and death, and diseases, Because some one he calls his Emperor, pleases.

Sive parens rerum, cum primum informia regna Materiamque rudem flamma cedente recpit, Fixit in aeternum causas, qua cuncta coercet Se quoque lege tenens, et saecula iussa ferentem Fatorum inmoto divisit limite mundum; Sive nihil positom est sed fors incerta vagatur Fertque refertque vices, et habet mortalia casus: Sit subitum, quodcumque paras; sit caeca future Mens hominum fati; liceat sperare timenti.

Breathing, according to me, corresponds to taking charge of one's own life.

Human life is under the absolute dominion of two mighty principles, fear and hope, and that any one who can make these serve his ends may be sure of rapid fortune.

If someone gives you permission, they can take it away. I give myself permission.