Quotes About Manipulation

The duke he employed the court docket residence, and we went round and glued up our payments. They read like this:

How easy it is to make people believe a lie, and [how] hard it is to undo that work again!

There is nothing in the world like a persuasive speech to fuddle the mental apparatus.

W]henever we heard an unflattering portrait of our own side our first question to ourselves was not "Is this true?" but "What are they trying to hide about themselves by accusing us of this?" Once this mental defense system had been perfected, few criticisms could hit home.

You can kill a man with those words. No gun. No bullets. Just words and a girl.

The words. Why did they have to exist? Without them, there wouldn't be any of this. Without words, the Führer was nothing. There would be no limping prisoners, no need for consolation or wordly tricks to make us feel better. What good were the words?

You can do all manner of underhanded nice things when you have a caustic reputation.

The words. Why did they have to exist? Without words, the Fuhrer was nothing.

But you'll come and get me if he wakes up, won't you? Just make something up. Scream out like I've done something wrong. Start swearing at me. Everyone will believe it, don't worry.

The words. Why did they have to exist? Without them, there wouldn't be any of this. Without words, the Führer was nothing. There would be no limping prisoners, no need for consolation or wordly tricks to make us feel better.

none of them had it. They had no qualms about stealing, but they needed to be told. They liked to be told, and Viktor Chemmel liked to be the teller. It was a nice microcosm.

You can do all manner of underhanded nice things when you have a caustic reputation. It worked.

The young man wandered around for quite some time, thinking, planning, and figuring out exactly how to make the world his. Then one day, out of nowhere, it struck him—the perfect plan. He'd seen a mother walking with her child. At one point, she admonished the small boy, until finally, he began to cry. Within a few minutes, she spoke very softly to him, after which he was soothed and even smiled.

The fuhrer decided he would rule the world with words. I will never fire a gun, he said, I will not have to. Still, he was not rash. Let's allow him at least that much. He was not a stupid man at all. His first plan of attack was to plant the words in as many areas of his homeland as possible.

He talked to people and fooled them into liking him, trusting him. He talked to them while he was killing them, torturing and turning the knife. It was only when there was no one to talk to that he whistled, which was why he did so after a murder...

Yes, the Führer decided that he would rule the world with words. "I will never fire a gun," he devised. "I will not have to." Still, he was not rash. Let's allow him at least that much. He was not a stupid man at all. His first plan of attack was to plant the words in as many areas of his homeland as possible.

All media work us over completely.

Once we have surrendered our senses and nervous systems to the private manipulation of those who would try to benefit from taking a lease on our eyes and ears and nerves, we don't really have any rights left.

Arquímedes dijo una vez: <> Hoy en día, habría señalado nuestros medios de comunicación electrónicos y habría dicho: <>. Pero una vez que hemos entregado nuestros sentidos y nuestros sistemas nerviosos a las manipulaciones de quienes tratan de sacar provecho aniquilando nuestros ojos, oídos, nervios y cerebro, el resultado será que ya no tendremos derechos.

Disinformation, which is the same as lying but for some reason has a different name, is the top tactic in corporate negotiation/warfare.

He tortured, not to force you to reveal a fact, but to force you to collude in a fiction.

The fact was that facts were losing their value. Stalin had broken the opposition. He was also far advanced toward his much stranger objective of breaking the truth. Or it may have been the other way about: actuality, under Stalin, was such that dread and disgust forbade you to accept it— or even to contemplate it.

jiggery pokery – which is the ancient nomadic term for doing things with words.

One of the great needs of mankind is to be lifted above the morass of false propaganda.