Quotes About Control

Keep your temper, said the Caterpillar.

The question is, which is to be master? That's all. They've a temper, some of them. Particularly verbs. Oh, they're the proudest! Adjectives, eh, you can do anything with, but not verbs however.

The Queen turned crimson with fury, and, after glaring at her for a moment like a wild beast, screamed 'Off with her head! Off—' 'Nonsense!' said Alice, very loudly and decidedly, and the Queen was silent.

I warn you, dear child. If I lose my temper, you lose your head. Understand?

Cuando yo uso una palabra —insistió Humpty Dumpty con un tono de voz más bien desdeñoso— quiere decir lo que yo quiero que diga..., ni más ni menos. —La cuestión —insistió Alicia— es si se puede hacer que las palabras signifiquen tantas cosas diferentes. —La cuestión —zanjó Humpty Dumpty— es saber quién es el que manda..., eso es todo.

Only I do hope it's my dream, and not the Red King's! I don't like belonging to another person's dream

Ah, my dear! Let this be a lesson to you never to lose your temper!

Only I don't think,' Alice went on, 'that they'd let Dinah stop in the house if it began ordering people about like that!

Let this be a lesson to you never to lose your temper!" "Hold your tongue

Concluding Hints Do not make haste to begin—haste shows lack of control. Do not apologize. It ought not to be necessary; and if it is, it will not help. Go straight ahead. Take a deep breath, relax, and begin in a quiet conversational tone as though you were speaking to one large friend.

When she can't bring me to heal with scolding, she bends me to shape with guilt.

We're like pretty horses, and just as on horses, they mean to put blinders on us so we can't look left or right but only straight ahead where they would lead.

Why does everyone want to own me? Pippa mumbles. She's got her head in her hands. Why do they all want to control my life -- how I look, whom I see, what I do or don't do? Why can't they just let me alone? Because you're beautiful, Ann answers, watching the fire lick her palm. People always think they can own beautiful things.

Stories were power. And whoever controlled the story controlled everything. A story could bring people together, or it could tear them apart. It could spread like a sickness, infecting people. It could lead them into battle or shake them into seeing what they had refused to see before.

Learn to master yourself-to understand both your fears and your desires. That's the key to magic. Then, no one shall have any hold over you. Remember... the magic (sic)... is a living thing, joined to whomever it touches and changed by them as well... You must come to know everything-even your darkest corners. Especially those...Everything has its price.

Might. Is there any opiate more powerful than that word?

I've never done acid, finding it hard to go willingly to a place that could be frightening, hellish, and totally beyond my control. A place much like high school.

Brought to you by The Corporation: In your homes and in your pants.

Gemma, you see how it is. They've planned our entire lives, from what we shall wear to whom we shall marry and where we shall live. It's one lump of sugar in your tea whether you like it or not and you'd best smile even if you're dying deep inside. We're like pretty horses, and just as on horses, they mean to put blinders on us so we can't look left or right but only straight ahead where they would lead. Please, please, please, Gemma, let's not die inside before we have to.

You're not a man. You're their lackey . I don't care about you, or your brother, or your ridiculous organization. From now on, I shall do exactly as I wish and you cannot stop me. Do not follow. Do not watch. Do not even attempt to contact me or you'll be sorry indeed. Do you understand?

I'm whining. It's unattractive, but I find I'm powerless to stop

People want to be safe, not free.

The King of Crows raked his fingers across the dark until it bled. He licked the blood from his fingers with a forked tongue. "People will believe anything, you know. You only need them to be frightened enough.

Soon I will take all you love and watch you burn. Sweet dreams, Object Reader.