Quotes About Control

We may brave human laws, but we cannot resist natural ones.

Fear is a foolish way to control people

Mehr als einmal hatte Frederik ihr vorgeworfen, sie knüpfe Liebe an die Bedingung reibungslosen Funktionierens. Wenn sich ein Mensch nicht in ihrem Sinne verhalte, sortiere sie ihn aus wie ein defektes Gerät. Durch diese unausgesprochene Drohung bringe sie andere dazu, ihrem Willen zu folgen, denn niemand wolle verstoßen werden, nur weil er die Küche nicht aufgeräumt oder einem Grundstücksverkauf nicht zugestimmt habe.

Creativity requires faith. Faith requires that we relinquish control.

The creative process is a process of surrender, not control.

Suddenly I'd found myself past thirty, shacked up with a fussy bald man nine years my senior who enjoyed monitoring every facet of our household—finances, thermostat, hot-water heater, water and electricity usage, lawn maintenance, and pest control.

Rage cools fast without an accessible target.

You're not really in control, not with this falling-for-people stuff. You don't plan who you're going to fall in love with. It's all random - chance accidents of time and place.

You cannot imagine the power you possess over me. With a look, a sigh, a smile, you reduce me to nothing but hunger.

You cannot imagine the power you possess over me. With a look, a sign, a smile, you reduce me to nothing but hunger.

Mao's great talent lay in turning the Chinese people into slaves, while making them feel like they were the masters of the country…All the world's dictators have studied Mao.

pudo terminar la frase: el hombre la agarró del brazo y tiró de ella con fuerza al interior de la vivienda, arrastrándola hasta un amplio salón, también en la penumbra.

If you begin giving up, they will go on grabbing till they get everything. ---Queen Victoria

It's only through sheer force and luck that she's yet to take over the world.

The look Anthony shot at his sister was so comically malevolent Simon nearly laughed. He managed to restrain himself, but mostly just because he was fairly certain that any show of humor would cause Anthony's fist to lose its battle with his brain, with Simon's face emerging as the conflict's primary casualty.

He was no fool; he knew that love existed. But he also believed in the power of the mind, and perhaps even more importantly, the power of the will. Frankly, he saw no reason why love should be an involuntary thing. If he didn't want to fall in love, then by damn, he wasn't going to. It was as simple as that. Ithad to be as simple as that.

she could not bear to let someone else perform a task when she could do it better herself.

She didn"t like to be thwarted, and she certainly did not enjoy admitting that she might not be able to arrange her world—and the people inhabiting it—to her satisfaction.

There was nothing she valued more than a cool and clear head, and Michael had managed to steal that from her with a single kiss. And then he'd done more. So much more. She was never going to be the same. She was never going to be /sane/. 'You look distressed,' he said. She wanted to strangle him. He cocked his head and smiled. She wanted to kiss him. He held up the teapot. 'More?' God, yes, and that was the problem.

She was swaying slightly from side to side, and he could see her shoulders rise and fall with each shuddering breath. He knew that sort of breath. It was the one you drew when you were trying so hard to keep your feelings inside, but you just weren't strong enough.

It was just a book. An inanimate object. The only power it held was what she chose to give it. It could only be important in her life if she made it such. Of course, that didn't explain why she half expected it to glow in the dark every time she peered into her satchel.

Be grateful that I do not order you destroyed.

Men, she thought with disgust, were interested only in those women who terrified them.

hated that she'd allowed him to make her feel small.