Quotes About Limitations

Domestic matters are trifles for us. But they occupy the principal part of my life. They teach me to know my limitations.

Digital imaging has untied our hands with regards to technical limitations. We no longer have to be arbiters of technology we get to participate in the interpretation of technology into creative content.

How, for example, do the aliens pass people through walls? Questions such as this might seem absurd, or suggestive only of observational error or psychosis, to those whose parameters of reality have been limited to

We can admit that psychiatry does not have all the answers to understanding mental disorders, so why should we believe that science is prepared to explain everything that happens in this world?

You would not ask someone with a broken arm to swim the English Channel, so you cannot demand that the broken to live as if they were whole.

When power leads man toward arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the areas of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of his existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses, for art establishes the basic human truths which must serve as the touchstone of our judgment.

She shook her head in admiration. "You've thought of everything," she said. But Will looked up at her and shook his head solemnly. "I doubt it," he said. "No matter how thoroughly you plan, no matter how much you think you know, you've never thought of everything.

Mother Nature comes up against reality, and the reality is that the system doesn't work.

Men and women are limited not by the place of their birth, not by the color of their skin, but by the size of their hope.

Se aclama a los escaladores que ponen en peligro su vida por alcanzar la cima del Everest. Se critica a los escaladores que cometen un leve error de cálculo o planificación y mueren en el intento. Pero nadie recuerda a los escaladores que fueron conscientes de sus limitaciones y se dieron la vuelta a pocos metros de la cima. Puede que estén vivos, pero olvidados.»

as I [Eve] was the only cook in all Christendom at the time, the idea of not coming home to dinner never occurred to Adam... It is true that at times he criticised my cooking, but in view of certain ancestral limitations from which he suffered, I never had to sit quietly and listen to an exasperating disquisition on the Pies That Mother Used To Make...

Our prejudices are like physical infirmities — we cannot do what they prevent us from doing.

nadie puede transferir a otro más poder del que encerrare en sí, y nadie sobre sí goza de poder absoluto y arbitrario, ni sobre los demás tampoco, que le permitiere destruir su vida o arrebatar la vida o propiedad ajena.

To put it bluntly, research shows that we can't multitask. We are biologically incapable of processing attention-rich inputs simultaneously.

Confusing a model – such as that of a perfectly competitive market – with the theory of which it is one representation can limit applicability still further.

Bottlenecks temporarily limit throughput. Maybe your plant is proof of that. But they have little impact upon inventory." "It's completely the opposite, Hilton," I say. "Bottlenecks govern both throughput and inventory. And I'll tell you what my plant really has shown: it's proved our performance measurements are wrong.

The bottlenecks have spread." "What do you mean 'the bottlenecks have spread'?" I ask. "Is there a disease out there or something?" "No, what I mean is we have a new bottleneck—or maybe even more than one; I'm not sure yet.

You can't protect everyone; you can't stop all the wrong; you can't control someone else.

We do not always do what we are built for.

You know, even grown-up people cannot do what they want most" "Then why grow up?

I think that people who live in cultures without quite so much privilege, opportunity or grandiosity have a little bit more respect for the workings of destiny, and the limitations that people can find themselves in through no fault of their own.

Marguerite was not so sure. What did human beings know about anything? Their own existence was still a mystery to them, and of the existences beyond their own they knew about as much as field mice know of the world above the heads of the bending ears of corn.

This was probably one of those many queer experiences that human beings could not speak of to each other, because though words could be formed into a casket to hold visions, and could be at the same time the power that liberated them, they seemed of little use when one tried to use them to explain to another person what it was they had set free. Words were queer things, Stella decided, to be at once so powerful and so weak.

If I only could be a doctor!" she cried. "I believe it would be even better than being a sailor. Couldn't I be a doctor?" "Certainly not!" said Dr. Ozanne with twinkling eyes. "You're a woman, my dear, and women are not doctors, and never will be, thank God. A woman's place is in the home, doing needlework and enjoying delicate health.