Quotes About Suppression

Freedom suppressed and again regained bites with deeper fangs than freedom never endangered

Sommige ervarings word nooit vergeet nie, net onderdruk.

Where men burn books, they will also in the end burn men.

I know you haven't burned down any buildings in a while, " she said, "but if you start feeling the need...

The National Socialist Party will prevent in the future, by force if necessary, all meetings and lectures which are likely to exercise a depressing influence on the German state.

To burn with desire and keep quiet about it is the greatest punishment we can bring on ourselves.

Under Saddam Hussein, speaking Kurdish was against the law, which effectively made it a dying language - like a dialect of Native American Cherokee, it didn't have much use outside of the tribe. By speaking it, it seemed I was touching the very soul of every man and woman in the room, and they weren't shy about telling me how much it meant to them.

We often have very little empathy for our own thoughts and feelings and frequently try to suppress them by dismissing them as weaknesses.

Somewhere, far down, there was an itch in his heart, but he made it a point not to scratch it. He was afraid of what might come leaking out.

This difficulty in identifying and expressing feelings is common, and in my experience, especially so among lawyers, engineers, police officers, corporate managers, and career military personnel—people whose professional codes discourage them from manifesting emotions.

they needed someone to explain, to spin, the parts of the tale that couldn't be suppressed. Someone reputable and educated. Someone brilliant yet absolutely committed to the faith. Someone like my father.

Ratthi had to fold his lips almost completely inside his mouth to keep from reacting.

And some of the modern admirers of the gentle philosopher-emperor Marcus Aurelius would be less admiring if they reflected on the brutality of his suppression of the Germans, proudly illustrated in the scenes of battle that circle their way up his commemorative column that still stands in the centre of Rome; though less famous, it was clearly intended to rival Trajan's and was carefully built just a little taller (see plate 10). 70.

One of the hardest things in life is having words in your heart that you can't utter.

I look out the window, a jammed-up feeling growing inside. Am I going to cry? Or is it something else? My eyes are dry, but I feel like something wants to burst out of me. I focus on the empty road outside. Hold back. Hold it in. Keep your mouth shut, Jenna. Keep it shut. Shut. Shut.

For Walther. For Greta. For all the dreams that were gone. The stealer of dreams would steal no more, even if it meant killing the Komizar myself. My own mother may have betrayed me by suppressing my gift, but she was right about one thing. I am a soldier in my father's army. I glanced up at Kaden riding beside me. Maybe now it was I who would become the assassin.

A war raged inside her, one she held back, biting it off like a poisonous snake with disturbing self-control.

Back when we were kids, the experts thought kids were protected if they couldn't access their most damaging memories. But now they know suppressed memories can cause all kinds of problems as an adult- anxiety, depression, PTSD, amnesia...

She rarely showed her emotions, which appeared to have been burned out by the continual short-circuiting of her attention.

it is the desire of the gifted person to live authentically and not suppress the First Nature traits that produce what some consider aberrant behavior.

She imagined, now, what it would be like to accept herself completely. Every mistake she had ever made. Every mark on her body. Every dream she hadn't reached or pain she had felt. Every lust or longing she had suppressed.

I stared at myself in the mirror. I stared at my face until it was not my face. I went back to the table and sat down and I did not say how I was feeling to anyone. To say how I was feeling would lead to feeling more of what I was feeling.

I did not say how I was feeling to anyone. To say how I was feeling would lead to feeling more of what I was feeling. To act normal would be to feel a bit more normal. I acted normal.

We manufactured fake dissent, to prevent real dissent.