Quotes About Control

Alienor glanced across at the girls who were still oblivious of their fate as they sat over their game of chess. They had been born to be pieces on a board, but whether pawns or queens depended on the skill with which they played the game, and how clever their opponents were.

Being a king was not about pleasing people. It was about controlling them.

The world is not run by thought, nor by imagination, but by opinion.

What an ephemeral thing human will is, to be manipulated by a couple of drops of hormones!

Gentleness is strength under control. It is the ability to stay calm, no matter what happens.

You need to learn how to select your thoughts just the same way you select your clothes every day. This is a power you can cultivate. If you want to control things in your life so bad, work on the mind. That's the only thing you should be trying to control.

You need to learn how to select your thoughts just the same way you select your clothes every day. This is a power you can cultivate. If you want to control things in your life so bad, work on the mind. That's the only thing you should be trying to control.

Your emotions are the slaves to your thoughts, and you are the slave to your emotions.

I met an old lady once, almost a hundred years old, and she told me, 'There are only two questions that human beings have ever fought over, all through history. How much do you love me? And Who's in charge?

These black times go as they come and we do not know how they come or why they go. But we know that God controls them, as he controls the whole vast cobweb of the mystery of things.

Bringing up children, she thought, was like pouring ginger beer into a tumbler. All went well up to a certain point, and then it all frothed over the top.

After almost a lifetime spent in prayer and contemplation she had believed that at least she had her thoughts well disciplined, but as one got older, one's hard-won control slipped a little and one felt sometimes as though spiritually one were back again in one's youth, with all the battles to fight again.

Hers was the unconscious tyranny of inexorable great expectations.

And now Marguerite was sitting up too, the little, monkey! Why could she never get her children in hand as other mothers did? Was she a weak mother, or were they unusually insubordinate children?

Some men define themselves by women although they appear to believe it is quite the opposite; to believe that it is she, rather than themselves, who is being filed away, tagged, named at last like a quivering cell under a microscope.

The studio was connected by a picture window to master control, which was connected in the same way to the announce booth and the editing booth beyond that. She could see the length of the little station and into the hallway, too. And thus she was inducted into the visibility and invisibility of radio, the intimacy and the isolation.

Memories represent power to people who are oppressed, for while they cannot control much of what occurs in their lives, they can own their own memories.

It is extraordinarily difficult not to hate someone when one feels powerless with them.

He who angers you conquers you.

Wilson has observed, "We are not as gods. We're not yet sentient or intelligent enough to be much of anything." Paul Kingsnorth, a British writer and activist, has put it this way: "we are as gods, but we have failed to get good at it.. We are Loki, killing the beautiful for fun. We are Saturn, devouring our children... Sometimes doing nothing is better than doing something.

To paraphrase J. R. McNeill paraphrasing Marx, "Men make their own climate, but they do not make it just as they please.

Responding to Brand, Wilson has observed, "We are not as gods. We're not yet sentient or intelligent enough to be much of anything" Paul Kingsnorth, a British writer and activist, has put it this way: "We are as gods, but we have failed to get good at it... We are Loki, killing the beautiful for fun. We are Saturn, devouring our children.

If control is the problem, then, by the logic of the Anthropocene, still more control must be the solution.

That's why we tell the stories. To ease the anxiety of being soft-skinned mortals. To inspire the soul to fathom eternity. To give order to what feels out of control. To guide, to blame, to warn, to shame. To make some kind of sense out of why people do what they do, why things happen the way they happen, and how we might all meet each other and daily life with less turmoil and more stability. That's why we cling to the old stories.