Quotes About Control

Fate has a hand but is not the hand.

Through it all we held fast to the concept of the clock with no hands. Tasks were completed, sump pumps manned, sandbags piled, trees planted, shirts ironed, hems stitched, and yet we reserved the right to ignore the hands that kept on turning.

The difference between civil servants and private businessmen is that when a central planner makes a mistake, he is likely to disrupt the whole economy and not just a single business.

Nurse Ratched,

Just because you're bossy," I tell her, "doesn't mean you're wrong.

That the means of imperialist policy overshadow almost entirely its original ends has tremendous implications.

The point is that, whatever other people's failings might be, you are the one to shoulder the responsibility.

Our lives carry us along in ways we cannot control, and almost nothing stays with us. It dies when we do, and death is something that happens to us every day.

Con men and tricksters run the world. Rascals rule. And do you know why? because they are hungier than we are. because they know what they want. because they believe in life more than we do.

The world is so unpredictable. Things happen suddenly, unexpectedly. We want to feel we are in control of our own existence. In some ways we are, in some ways we're not. We are ruled by the forces of chance and coincidence.

What people saw when he appeared before them, then, was not really him, but a person he had invented, an artificial creature he could manipulate in order to manipulate others. He himself remained invisible, a puppeteer working the strings of his alter-ego from a dark, solitary place behind the curtain

The telephone was not his favorite object, and more than once he had considered getting rid of his. What he disliked most of all was its tyranny. Not only did it have the power to interrupt him against his will, but inevitably he would give in to its command.

But money, of course, is never just money. It's always something else, and it's always something more, and it always has the last word.

The world is so unpredictable. Things happen suddenly, unexpectedly. We want to feel we are in control of our own existence. In some ways we are , in some ways we are not...

La vida nos arrastra de muchas maneras que no podemos controlar y casi nada permanece con nosotros. Muere cuando nosotros morimos, y la muerte es algo que nos sucede todos los días.

A book is a mysterious object," I said, "and once it floats out into the world, anything can happen. All kinds of mischief can be caused, and there's not a damned thing you can do about it. For better or for worse, it's completely out of your control.

Quinn no quería dejarse dominar por el pánico. En un esfuerzo por contenerse, trató de imaginar las cosas bajo la peor luz posible. Si veía lo peor, quizá no fuese tan malo como pensaba.

Rather than punch the girl in the face, he abruptly stood up from his seat and walked away.

La vida nos arrastra de muchas maneras que no podemos controlar y casi nada permanece con nosotros.

a book is a mysterious object, i said, and once it floats out into the world, anything can happen. all kind of mischief can be caused, and there's not a damned thing you can do about it. for better or worse, it's completely out of control.

Once we acquired the power to destroy ourselves, the very notion of human life had been altered; even the air we breathed was contaminated with the stench of death. Sachs was hardly the first person to come up with this idea, but considering what happened to him nine days ago, there's a certain eeriness to the obsession, as if it were a kind of deadly pun, a mixed-up word that took root inside him and proliferated beyond his control.

true freedom is having the right to be a slave.

If all the world's a stage, I want to operate the trap door.

What distinguishes torture from masochism? In torture, the intensity of the assault on the self can be more severe, limitlessly so. But this isn't the key difference. What really matters is choice. There are no safe words in torture. To voluntarily obliterate one's self, temporarily and under situations of control, is one thing, and it can be blissful.