Quotes About Manipulation

He knew exactly how to hit a woman, so that the marks hardly showed. He knew how to kiss her, too, so that her heart began to race and she'd start to think forgiveness with every breath. It's amazing the places that love will carry you. It's astounding to discover just how far you're willing to go.

See a charmer and you're bound to see a snake nearby

Such things as smiles can be weapons as well.

even though she felt a wave of dread. If they knew she was nervous, she'd be at their mercy. But if they thought she was ice they'd be afraid to touch her.

You didn't want to know, so it was easy for her to fool you. She works left-handed.

Um homem que desaparece ou está morto ou quer que você pense que está. Talvez seja melhor que você pense assim.

The rich can get whatever they want put into the papers.

As soon as he is regarded as a possession for which one has a particular goal, as soon as one exerts control over him, his natural growth will be violently interrupted.

It is hard enough to recognize lies for what they are if only one person, from whom we anticipate help, insists on maintaining the lie. Inbred tact and our own distress hamper us in contradicting that person. How much more difficult is it, then, to see through lies when everyone around us takes them for the truth, simply because they themselves are victims of such lies. Thus, yesterday's victims become the opinion-makers and power-brokers of tomorrow.

People brought up cruelly (and unfortunately that is still the majority) willingly submit to dictators and cheer them on when they supply them with an enemy they can execrate.

Their access to the emotional world of their own childhood, however, is impaired—characterized by a lack of respect, a compulsion to control and manipulate, and a demand for achievement. Very often they show disdain and irony, even derision and cynicism, for the child they were. In general, there is a complete absence of real emotional understanding or serious appreciation of their own childhood vicissitudes, and no conception of their true needs—beyond the desire for achievement.

How am I supposed to know? She just wants to do it. You wait. You'll see. She'll get you over there bawling and whining about what a bastard I am. One of these days.

I had the feeling that if she could have moved all around me, been in front and behind and on both sides at once, that was what she would do. She would close me off, she would peer into me until she found whatever she wanted, and got it rearranged.

Isn't it true that all the people I know in the world so far are hardly more than puppets for me, serving the glossy contrivings of my imagination?

That politicians who smiled at us and kissed our babies blue eyes shining with triumph well knew we were falling into our graves kicked by them as they counted our votes.

Never underestimate the power of calculated bullying and veiled threats! It's my conviction that, when it comes to politics, a tender conscience can be an inconvenience.

Tudor historians were adept at rewriting history.

Self-interest usually governed political loyalties.

I would rather a simple ploughman could read it and make up his own mind than see the Church continue to manipulate the Bible to its own ends.

One of the authors, then a department head, found that this worked when a colleague was trying to manipulate and bully him (about office space); looking right at the colleague and loudly saying, "Don't mess with me, Jack. I teach negotiations!" made him back off. Jack was much nicer from then on, because he assumed his ploys wouldn't work.

Son, this is a Washington, D.C. kind of lie. It's when the other person knows you're lying, and also knows you know he knows.

You were right, I suppose, in keeping your distance. I was too intent on self-fulfillment, and rather crude about it, with all my harlequinade and conscious manipulation of your pity.

Brainwash cried Romney, the Governor of Pollution

False emotions broadcast thru the Land