Quotes About Restraint

The list of what the world would not allow was long for mourning over.

He was distantly aware that he whined like a child and fussed at the tender hands restraining him, while voices gentle, cajoling, and bitterly frustrated by turns spoke over him.

Vincent, whom Kusanagi-Jones had managed to avoid for the duration of the voyage by first taking to cryo-damn the nightmares-and then restricting himself to the cramped comforts of his quarters…whom he could avoid no longer.

Hitting people almost never solves anything, and you can trust me on that. I was in the military.

The girl was tall, almost sexless in her slenderness and anything but sensual, though she was naked except for streaks of indigo blood, dirt, and manacles.

She chuckled and rattled her chain.

I've got to give Wainwright credit. She doesn't say I told you so. She doesn't even think it real loud, although the vertical line over her shapely little nose advertises restrained wrath. The funny thing is, I don't think she's angry with me.

Hush, puss," Baines said in a low tone that nevertheless carried. "Or I'll yet see thee in that bride thou dost hate.

I don't go for the sexy bad girl thing anymore, but…damn.

But there's no end to what's been said, and I'll be a party to nothing. I was born with my mouth shut:those with their mouths open do nothing but start trouble and catch flies.

I cannot say anything about going away. I cannot say anything even in this diary. Perhaps it is better not to say anything ever. I must try not to say anything more to Eddie, when I have said things it has always been a mistake.

I don't mind his temper, or anybody's temper," I said, piling breakfast plates on a tray, "when I've done anything to provoke it, but I don't see why people should be unpleasant to everybody else just because they happen to feel moody or tired or upset.

Just remember when temptation comes your way that a boy will drink beyond his means and a man will know when he's had enough." "Yes

Already he knew that to overdo a thing is to destroy it.

As my English teacher used to tell me, if you can't think of the right thing to say, say nothing at all.

Charity couldn't bring herself to cry on Lady Beddington's shoulder -- not until after she'd mopped up a plate or two of spaghetti with buckets of cheap red wine.

Some people just shouldn't speak.

Put him in there and chain him up," he ordered curtly. "Yes, that chain, you fool - do you see any other chain in that cell? Peaceable Sherwood? I'm tired of hearing about Peaceable Sherwood! Turn him loose in the cell for the night. - Which one of you said 'Where'll he be by morning?' Where does he look like he's going to be by morning, I ask you - a hundred and fifty miles away?" I was, to be exact, only seven and a half miles away by morning...

My mother would hate me saying any of this. My father, too. It didn't matter how unprivate you were: If what you had to say about your life impinged on the privacy of others, then you shouldn't say it. My mother loved stories, though, particularly stories about herself, and she is, I think, the hero of this book, which she would like.

This is the real unwritten rule: You don't want what you know you shouldn't. And I haven't just broken that rule. I have wrecked it, smashed it, and still... And still I want.

I-I don't usually go around throwing rocks at people's windows. Or saying that I've wanted to kiss you since your first day at work, when you wanted to know why we had three codes for fish sandwiches when we only sold one kind.

He kept talking and I thought about taking my copy of Huckleberry Finn and stuffing it in his mouth so he'd shut up.

But we're both old enough to know things now, and that's good." "What things?" "When to shut up, mainly.

My childhood had been a lockdown.