Quotes About Restraint

For some things, a decent downeast silence was the only good response, at least in the immediate aftermath.

I wanted to remember what I could bear to remember and convince myself it was all there was.

A woman can resolve that, whatever happens, she will not speak till she can do it in a calm and gentle manner, she recited to herself as she waited for the flare of temper to ebb. Perfect silence is a safe resort, when such control cannot be attained.

I don't want to make waves, you see, and that means I had better know what's the pond before I go jumping in.

I don't want to lose my inhibitions." "You have inhibitions? Where are you hiding them?

My happiness is nothing to him," she said. "Only his books! He has made me like a book. I am not meant to be taken, and touched, and liked. I am meant to keep here, in dim light, forever!

They might be kind, I thought. They might be sensible and good. They will not be like you. But I did not say it. I knew it would mean nothing to her. I said something - something ordinary and mild, I cannot think what. And after a time she came and kissed my cheek, and then she left me.

She raised her head when she heard my step, and her gaze met my own, over the matron's dipping shoulder, and her eyes grew bright. I knew then how hard it had been to keep, not just from Millbank but from her. I felt that little quickening. It was just as I imagine a woman must feel, when the baby within her gives its first kick. Does it matter if I feel that, that is so small, and silent, and secret?

I might be weary or stupid; I might be nauseous with drink; I might be sore, at the hips, with the ache of my monthlies, but the opening of this box, as I have said, never ceased to stir me - I was like a dog twitching and slavering to hear his mistress call out Bone!

You are a lady,' he says softly, 'and young, and handsome.—I don't speak from gallantry now, you know that. I say only what is true. You might do anything. ' 'You are a man,' I answer. 'Men's truths are different from ladies'. I may do nothing, I assure you.

You have brought your own ideas with you into the gaol,' Miss Haxby said, after a moment. 'But our ways at Millbank—as you can see—are rather narrow ones.

And yet, I seemed to feel my eyes bound, too, with bands of silk. And at my throat there was a velvet collar.

DO NOT USURP MY ROLE in people's lives, no matter how much you long to help them. Learn from Me: Because I have all authority in heaven and on earth, I could rescue or control anyone at will, yet I wanted them to be free to love Me—or not. Restrain your urges to solve people's problems; instead, use your time and energy to listen to them and pray for them.

I know everything about you, far more than you know of yourself. But I restrain My yearning to "fix" you, waiting instead for you to come to Me for help. Imagine the divine restraint this requires, for I have all Power in heaven and on earth. Seek My Face with a teachable spirit. Come into My Presence with thanksgiving, desiring to be transformed. Then

I reminded myself I shouldn't knock the wig off her head. My betrothed might be here, and first impressions were important.

Feelings were best tucked out of sight where they couldn't get in anyone's way.

Nothing means anything but you still have to follow the rules.

My words dried up. I'd already used more than my daily quota, and the dull ache in my head was a warning not to overdo it. I shrugged.

When you don't know everything you could know, it's a fine time to shut your fucking noisemaker and be polite.

Son of a bitch," said Locke, "but I am displeased. It all comes down to clothes. Clothes, clothes, clothes. What a ridiculous thing to be restrained by.

I just want nice, neat little jobs from you, Lamora. I want a purse here, a sausage there. I want you to swallow your ambition, shit it out like a bad meal, and be a circumspect little teaser for about the next thousand years. Can you do that for me? Don't rob any more yellowjackets. Don't burn any more taverns. Don't start any more fucking riots. Just pretend to be a coarse-witted little cutpurse like your brothers and sisters. Clear?

You can fuck your math teacher but you can't fuck math.

Do not gloat when your enemy falls; when they stumble, do not let your heart rejoice. (Prov. 24:17 NIV)

It's my rule never to lose my temper till it would be detrimental to keep it.