Quotes About Discipline

I used to learn my lines on the toilet, in the car, at dinner.

When I was writing my dissertation, I wrote about Freud and the process of sublimation, which is when you learn to stop breast-feeding, or stop going to the toilet whenever you want to. It's about learning to repress a desire for instant gratification.

I would arrive in college at 8:30 A. M. and go back home at noon to go to the toilet. Then I would return again.

I would consider my dad a pretty patient guy, but there was no tolerance for spoiled behavior.

There should be no tolerance for cheaters, especially in fighting.

I learned to appreciate repetition. That's why I can dance. It's how I learned to act. I have a high tolerance for repetition.

There are certain characteristics that define a good chimp mother. She is patient, she is protective but she is not over-protective - that is really important. She is tolerant, but she can impose discipline. She is affectionate. She plays. And the most important of all: she is supportive.

Traditionally, baseball punishes preening. In a society increasingly tolerant of exhibitionism, it is splendid when a hitter is knocked down because in his last at bat he lingered at the plate to admire his home run.

I won't tolerate players not giving everything they've got.

At Moscow's Bolshoi Ballet Academy, I studied under a brilliant and fiery teacher. This tiny, stuttering old man flew into a rage if his students' white socks failed to reach mid-calf level. Nor could he tolerate floppy hair. We wore hairnets to class - an athletic brigade of short order cooks.

You play 162 days, and you play every day, or you try to play every day, and it's going to take a toll on your body. But that's what we're out here for. We're out here to play.

I don't drink alcohol at all except for special occasions. I definitely do think that it really takes a toll on your body over time, so it's something that I really try to stay away from.

All the negatives, the flags for the personal fouls and silly stuff after the play, that takes a toll. People don't want to be a part of that.

No matter how often t has to occur, calmly insist on what puppy needs to do with stationary directions like Sit, Stay, and Down.

Rather than console them, courageously face the distraction; reward your puppy for following your lead.

The reason your puppy snatches things off the countertops when your back is turned or you leave the room is that — obviously — they want to avoid being challenged by you. Basically, they're thinking, "Whatever is on the counter must be great, so I'd better grab it when all backs are turned, or else I'll have to give it up.

Hopping on the couch and standing eye to eye gives many puppies the impression that it's playtime. A better approach is to have your puppy stay on their place, looking up to you with parental reverence. As your puppy matures, you can permission-train them, as detailed later in this section.

Until your puppy learns a strong Stay

To a puppy, any attention is good attention. If you focus on your puppy when they're mouthing, running away from you, or eating an unacceptable item, your body language and actions are saying "prize envy!" Your puppy will likely grab more things or, worse, grab the forbidden items only when you're not looking.

Do you have deep feelings for nature or do you year detachment? Do you prefer sex or self-control?

This isn't good." "What isn't good?" Kelon asked Donovan, coming into the kitchen. He nodded to Lisa standing in front of the stove. She flinched, blushed and then glared at him. He cocked an eyebrow at Donovan. He shrugged. "She's mad because I won't discipline her." Lisa snorted and stirred the pot of oatmeal on the stove. "Oh please. Like I couldn't get a spanking if I wanted one.

I understood him then, as tendrils of the violet-red miasma that surrounded him reached out hungrily toward me. He was not interested in my body, as I'd already realized; for Brother Orphelin, celibacy was not a difficult discipline. His lust was for secrets, for shame and guilt, for petty darknesses. More and worse, he was a sophisticate: his pleasure was not in the secret itself, but in the power it gave him over me, in his knowledge of what it did to me to know that he knew.

It was mortifying to find how strong the habit of idle speech may become in one's self. One need not always be saying something in this noisy world.

She began to teach herself Esperanto, reciting phrases as she polished and swept.