Quotes About Control

Now you are no longer a giggling child, smiling at whoever comes along. You are a woman with power. Learn to control your smile, and you can control what men will think about you.

That's because I've learned how to use it [smile], Woserit said. I don't pass it out like an old woman giving free milk to the village cats. It's something that must be controlled, and for you especially. You use it on anyone. You must learn to be more judicious.

And yet I think I now understand the impulse which drives men to shoot bears. It isn't for the pelt or the meat or the sport - or not only those things. I think they need to do it. They need to kill that great Arctic totem to give them some sense of control over the wilderness - even if that is only an illusion.

This is what your faith means, she told Miss Broadstairs silently. You can dress it up with cherubs if you wish, but the man who painted this picture was rather more honest. He knew that it all boils down to a threat to keep people in line. That sketchy promise of Heaven if you do what you're told - and the certainty of endless torture if you don't. Take that, peasant. Now back to the fields and don't even think about improving your lot.

This is what your faith means, she told Miss Broadstairs silently. You can dress it up with cherubs if you wish, but the man who painted this picture was rather more honest. He knew that it all boils down to a threat to keep people in line. That sketchy promise of Heaven if you do what you're told – and the certainty of endless torture if you don't. Take that, peasants. Now back to the fields and don't even think about improving your lot.

I was kind of surprised to learn how controlling I am. I never thought of myself in that way. I think the root of the control issues is usually fear, because you want to know what's going to be happening at any given moment.

For me, getting comfortable with being famous was hard - that whole side of it, the loss of anonymity, the loss of privacy. Giving up that part of your life and not having control of it.

Except...except for this demon thing. I couldn't control it. And now I can't change back. Of course I was able to scare Chris off. I scared him by how ugly I am." He shook his head. "Princess, there's nothing ugly about you.

I wanted this to be a movie on TV so I could press the off button and make it all go away.

The gods where like the weather; sometimes good, sometimes bad, and either way, always beyond her.

This is your pilot, God speaking. I will be handling all of your problems today. I do not need your advice on exactly how to do my job. There may be turbulence along the way, but do not worry. I control the wind. So sit back, relax, and enjoy the life.

we can't control what other people do,

Psalms 141:3: Set a guard over my mouth, O Lord; keep watch over the door of my lips.

rolled my eyes, shook my head and whispered, "Jesus, be a strait jacket.

Surely, if nature had intended us to be governed by our gonads, she wouldn't have endowed us with an intellect.

Ain't no sense worryin' about the things you got control over, 'cause if you got control over 'em, ain't no sense worryin'. And ain't no sense worryin' about the things you don't got control over, 'cause if you don't got control over 'em, ain't no sense worryin'.

I don't get upset over things I can control, because if I can control them there's no sense in getting upset. And I don't get upset over things I can't control, because if I can't control them there's no sense in getting upset.

Sometimes the transition from being in control of your life to having absolutely no control is swift, but other times it is so gradual that you wonder exactly when it truly began.

Control and power go hand in hand and there is no greater power than power over life and death. The moment one has another's life literally in one's hands, one is ultimately powerful, almost godlike. When one is in this position, one is no longer the victim, since someone else has become the victim.

Serial killers experience the power over life and death as omnipotence. Since they have little control over their own lives and feelings, they become addicted to the omnipotence that control over someone else's life gives them. Therefore, they will kill repetitively. It restores the mental imbalance they experience whenever their self-worth is challenged.

The mother would be overly possessive of her son and would castrate him mentally. She would treat him like a boy although he was already an adult male.

The killer was bitter and revenge-motivated. He could not control his aggression. He felt that he had been a victim in life and had no internal locus of control. He would probably assault his wife and would not tolerate any resistance. The killer was cold-hearted and had absolutely no respect for human life.

The motive is settled deep within the unconscious psyche, and the serial killer is unaware of this. By 'irresistible compulsion' I do not mean that serial killers have absolutely no power over the urge to kill. Many of them experience the urge as an external force taking control of their own will and forcing them to commit murder, a force they perceive they cannot resist.

But the urge is their own subconscious, which they can control, as proven by the sometimes long cooling-off periods during which they commit no murders, and by the fact that some of them refrain from murdering all their victims.