Quotes About Submission

He is hated, because he teaches hate. We obey him because we must. He holds our minds in the hollow of his hand.

All things fear Man. Man has made all things to fear him.

I don't get where it says, He that stealeth a man and sells him, shall be put to death," Cora said. "But then later it says, Slaves should be submissive to their masters in everything—and be well-pleasing." Either it was a sin to keep another as property, or it had God's own blessing. But to be well-pleasing in addition? A slaver must have snuck into the printing office and put that in there.

Women and animals, you only have to break them in once, he said. They stay broke. All

He is in control, but He will give us what we ask for. If all of this was God's will, then we wouldn't have to pray for His will to be done.

There were always choices to make. Every day, every hour, offered the opportunity to make a decision, a decision which determined whether you would or would not submit to those powers which threatened to rob you of your very self, your inner freedom; which determined whether or not you become the plaything to circumstance, renouncing freedom and dignity.

And there were always choices to make. Every day, every hour, offered the opportunity to make a decision, a decision which determined whether you would or would not submit to those powers which threatened to rob you of your very self, your inner freedom; which determined whether or not you would become the plaything of circumstance, renouncing freedom and dignity to become molded into the form of the typical inmate.

there were always choices to make. Every day, every hour, offered the opportunity to make a decision, a decision which determined whether you would or would not submit to those powers which threatened to rob you of your very self, your inner freedom; which determined whether or not you would become the plaything of circumstance, renouncing freedom and dignity to become molded into the form of the typical inmate.

And there were always choices to make. Every day, every hour, offered the opportunity to make a decision, a decision which determined whether you would or would not submit to those powers which threatened to rob you of your very self, your inner freedom; which determined whether or not you would become the plaything of circumstance, renouncing freedom and dignity to become molded into the form of the typical inmate. Seen

into submission. No more punches. Before

but somehow that was always his effect on a woman, to throw into relief her femininity and basic response to a dominant personality. It was infuriating, of course, to be so female as to derive pleasure out of submittance to a male, but she was too weak right now to put up any fight against her own treacherous instincts.

There had to come a moment when we were both undermined by the fact that he is a man, and when it came I surrendered to him body and soul. I wanted to. And it was heaven.

Spare the meek, but subdue the arrogant.

Sacchetti ends his story with a popular saying: "What woman wants the Lord wants, and what the Lord wants comes to pass."24

Submit to me. So she said nothing, but looked doggedly and sadly at the shore, wrapped in its mantle of peace; as if the people there had fallen alseep, she thought; were free like smoke, were free to come and go like ghosts. They have no suffering there, she thought.

Shredding and slicing, dividing and subdividing, the clocks of Harley Street nibbled at the June day, counselled submission, upheld authority, and pointed out in a chorus the supreme advantages of a sense of proportion, until the mound of time was so far diminished that a commercial clock, suspended above a shop in Oxford Street, announced, genially and fraternally, as if it were a pleasure to Messrs Rigby and Lowndes to give the information gratis, that is was half-past one.

The strongest natures, when they are influenced, submit the most unreservedly; it is perhaps a sign of their strength.

At last the door opened stealthily. Ellen, the discreet black maid, stood behind Mrs. Chinnery's chair, waiting. Mrs. Chinnery pretended to ignore her, but the others were glad to stop. Ellen stepped forward and Mrs. Chinnery, submitting, was wheeled off to the mysterious upper chamber of extreme old age. Her pleasure was over.

Feel nothing, know nothing, do nothing, have nothing, give up all to God, and say utterly, 'Thy will be done.' We only dream this bondage. Wake up and let it go.

He was on his knees before this female, and he'd gladly stay there for the rest of his life.

I hear Jesus telling us to stop negotiating with Him, to stop offering something we think we have in exchange for His blessings.

But Jesus didn't say, "If you love me, you'll fulfill your potential." He said, "If you love me, you will obey what I command."39

Me producen escalofríos los que se arrodillan y besan el suelo, los que se flajelan, los que se arrastran y se sacrifican por el Señor y veneran a sus santos y sus ángeles.

Me producen escalofríos los que se arrodillan y besan el suelo, los que se flagelan, los que se arrastran y se sacrifican por el Señor y veneran a sus santos y sus ángeles.