Quotes About Control

The thing I don't say is: I want to stay alive. The reason I don't say it is because, given that fat folder in front of him, he'd never believe it. And here's something else he'd never believe--I'm fighting to be here in this shitty, messed-up world. Standing on the ledge of the bell tower isn't about dying. It's about having control.

Clement said it was like conditioning, prepar-ing for the ball-clutching moments of life while building your sphincter muscle. After lying in front of a freight train you can lie in bed in your underwear while two cops are visiting, asking about a certain black Buick—and while a mean-looking Walther P.38 automatic is hidden nearby at that very moment—and not worry about making doo-doo in the bed.

Conquerors, my son, consider as true history only what they have themselves fabricated.

She might have liked to try to strangle him with those slender fingers of hers, but she wanted to make a job of it and this great patience with which she waited for her claws to grow was in itself a form of enjoyment.

He [Eugène Rougon] believed exclusively in himself; where another saw reasons, Rougon possessed convictions; he subordinated everything to the incessant aggrandisement of his own ego. Despite being utterly devoid of real self-indulgence, he nevertheless indulged in secret orgies of supreme power.

Les gouvernements suspectent la littérature parce qu'elle est une force qui leur échappe.

Her anger was rekindled. 'You see, I keep it to myself, but, oh! it's more than I can stand. Don't say anything, sir; don't say anything , or I'll explode!' He said nothing, and she exploded all the same.

There she stood, by herself, amidst all her treasures, with a whole horde of men grovelling at her feet. Like those dreaded monsters of old whose lairs were littered with bones, she was walking on skulls and surrounded by cataclysms.

Mais dites-vous bien une chose: une femme vous roulera toujours quand elle voudra en prendre la peine.»

La dictadura es como una aria y nunca llega a ser ópera.

The dictatorship is like an aria that never becomes an opera.

Thoughts are tyrants that return again and again to torment us.

You are a dog in the manger, Cathy, and desire no one to be loved but yourself!

You forget you have a master here,'' says the tyrant. ''I'll demolish the first who puts me out of temper! I insist on perfect sobriety and silence. Oh, boy! was that you? Frances, darling, pull his hair as you go by; I heard him snap his fingers.'' 'Frances pulled his hair heartily;

He possessed the power to depart, as much as a cat possesses the power to leave a mouse half killed, or a bird half eaten.

Yo presumí que una persona que podía especular de antemano sobre el giro que daría a sus arrebatos de ira podría, de proponérselo, dominar también esos arrebatos.

I warn you to refrain from provoking me, or I'll ask your abduction as a special favour.

I'll not do anything, though you should swear your tongue out, except what I please!

I brought him down one evening and just set him in a chair, and never touched him afterwards. In two hours, I called Joseph to carry him up again; and, since then, my presence is as potent on his nerves as a ghost; and I fancy he sees me often, though I am not near.

Education is the biggest threat to authoritarianism.

in this short life that only lasts ah hour how much-how little-is within our power.

You cannot fold a flood and put it in a drawer, because the winds would find it out and tell your cedar floor.

My Life had stood-- a Loaded Gun

In this short life, that only last an hour merely. How much how little is within our power.