Quotes About Manipulation

It's easier to flatter a man than fight him.

Complacency and ignorance, Zebara suggested, pouring more brandy. A very good way to keep a large population so tractable the society lacks rebellion.

The success of the lie depends a great deal upon how much the hearer wishes to believe it," she replied.

the oldest trick in the book of a demagogue to blame all your troubles on an identifiable group. Turn people's attention to something they can hate, and they'll leave you alone.

I could betray her utterly were she to allow. Or I might only take from her some mercy, and leave her finally with a mystery which she would never understand.

I knew that I could do anything I wanted with him. There was no force between Heaven and Hell that could stop me. And I did not need a Satan to tell me that I could bring him over to me and educate his within the Blood.

You know what a liar I am, don't you?" I asked her. "You know how wicked I have been. And you play my game with me, don't you, my Sovereign?

I am apt to think she was too artful to rail at me, but rather pretended to have a kindness for me, and like Iago gave, as she saw occasion, wounds in the dark.

Betrayal was the name of the game—to get what he'd have, to use every weapon in his arsenal

She was playing with fire. He could talk a nun into an orgy.

I should leave your property. She tried to move, but he forestalled her, putting his hands on her shoulders. She felt thinner, more fragile beneath the thin green material, and there were shadows under here eyes. I thought you were my property as well. You don't want me. I may be cruel, heartless, and penniless, dear Emma, he said lightly. I never said I was a fool.

Sometimes when he was dealing with people, he felt like he was operating one of those claw machines on a boardwalk, those shovel things where you tried to scoop up a prize but the controls were too unwieldy and you worked at too great a remove.

Maybe that was why she was helping Madeleine. She was a manipulative bitch, but Dess couldn't imagine living in any other reality than the one those manipulations had created. In a way, Dess owed the old mindcaster something. Like her life, such as it was.

Ninety-nine percent of humanity had had something done to their brains, and only a few people in the world knew exactly what. •

In this city, apparently, the authorities crushed revolutions before they started, by turning them into homework.

everyone in the city is manipulated. The purpose of everything we're taught is to make us afraid of change.

Toplumun organize bir ÅŸekilde belli güç odaklar?n?n maddi ç?karlar? uÄŸruna tüketime ve israfa al??t?r?lmas? düzmecesini fark etmeden bir evreden diÄŸerine geçmek oldukça zor görünüyordu.

Bob'un beyninin içinde süregelen savaÅŸta, medya kaynaklar? a??r? yüklemeden kaynaklanan bir keÅŸmekeÅŸ yaratt?lar. Pazarlanm?? ve ç?karlar? yönünde sapt?r?lm?? bir gündemi akla kaz?ma sald?r?s?. Ayn? ÅŸey t tarih kitaplar?nda da yap?ld?.

Seni din, cinsellik ve TV ile aptallaÅŸt?r?rlar ki, Sen de kendini ak?ll?, s?n?fs?z ve özgür san?rs?n.

Beware the treachery of words... Words seem to be well-woven baskets ready to hold your meaning, but they betray you with rotted corners and splintered stays.

I guess they've become so cynical that they expect to be cheated. These modern companies have things rigged to their advantage.

Great design = getting people to do what you want.

When we recognize the fraud for what it is, we feel incredibly stupid. Something more than our bank accounts is damaged—our egos are damaged. As a result, it's almost impossible for the marketer to regain our trust.

Like scared civilians eager to do whatever a despot tells them, we give up our freedoms and responsibilities in exchange for the certainty that comes from being told what to do.