Quotes About Control

The best way to control a man is to do so without his awareness that he is being controlled, and the best way to do that is through the systematic manipulation of passions, because man tends to identify his passions as his own. In defending them, he defends his "freedom", which he usually sees as the unfettered ability to fulfill his desires, without, for the most part, understanding how easy it is to manipulate those passions from without.

Once the Catholics lost their nerve in the war over the sexualization of culture, once they backed away from holding Hollywood Jews to the basic rudiments of sexual decency, it was inevitable that the instruments of culture they failed to control would get used against them in all out cultural warfare. The sexualization of the Catholic clergy dates from this period.

Ever since that day, success in politics has meant that people who aspired to public office had to give the illusion of democracy while delivering the reality of oligarchic rule.

To implant fear in the minds of children is a crime. If parents try to rule the child by fear, then fear rules the child.

Incest is rape by extortion. Thus the child's very childhood becomes a weapon used to control her.

Leave the atom alone.

Be silent!" shrieked the beldame. "I won't!" said Cap. "Because you see, if we are in for the horrible, I can beat you hollow at that!

if we want to avoid suffering, we must start with ourselves, because all suffering comes from our own desires.

It makes a difference, doesn't it, whether we fence ourselves in, or whether we are fenced out by the barriers of others?

We dread the future only when we are not sure we can kill ourselves when we want to.

You talk as if a god had made the Machine," cried the other. "I believe that you pray to it when you are unhappy. Men made it, do not forget that. Great men, but men. The Machine is much, but not everything.

Vashti was seized with the terrors of direct experience. She shrank back into the room, and the wall closed up again.

And Englishmen like posing as gods.

Night and day, wind and storm, tide and earthquake, impeded man no longer. He had harnessed Leviathan. All the old literature, with its praise of Nature, and its fear of Nature, rang false as the prattle of a child.

But it is sometimes as difficult to lose one's temper as it is difficult at other times to keep it.

He could control the body; it was the tainted soul that mocked his prayers.

Scheherazade avoided her fate because she knew how to wield the weapon of suspense –the only literary tool that has any effect upon tyrants and savages.

The Machine hums! Did you know that? Its hum penetrates our blood, and may even guide our thoughts. Who knows! I was getting beyond its power.

By these days it was a demerit to be muscular. Each infant was examined at birth, and all who promised undue strength were destroyed. Humanitarians may protest, but it would have been no true kindness to let an athlete live; he would never have been happy in that state of life to which the Machine had called him; he would have yearned for trees to climb, rivers to bathe in, meadows and hills against which he might measure his body. Man must be adapted to his surroundings, must he not?

The only relationship which Cecil conceived was feudal: that of protector and protected.... He daren't let a woman decide. He's the type who's kept Europe back for a thousand years. Every moment of his life he's forming you, telling you what's charming or amusing or ladylike, telling you what a man thinks womanly; and you, you all all women, listen to his voice instead of to your own.

Conseguia controlar o corpo; era a alma maculada que fazia pouco das suas preces.

The doctrine of laisser-faire will not work in the material world.

Creamos la Máquina para que actuase según nuestra voluntad, pero ya no somos capaces de hacer que la Máquina se someta a ella. Nos ha robado el sentido del espacio y el sentido del tacto, ha disuelto las relaciones humanas y ha reducido el amor a un mero acto carnal, ha paralizado nuestros cuerpos y nuestra voluntad y ahora nos conmina a adorarla. La Máquina se desarrolla, pero no a nuestro servicio.

We created the Machine, to do our will, but we cannot make it do our will now. It was robbed us of the sense of space and of the sense of touch, it has blurred every human relation... it has paralysed our bodies and our wills, and now it compels us to worship it... The Machine proceeds--but not to our goal.. if it could work without us, it would let us die