Quotes About Restraint

Dangerous is wrath concealed. Hatred proclaimed doth lose its chance of wreaking vengeance.

Faut savoir s'étendre Sans se répandre.

The only thing that restrains you is fear , Anton Gorodetsky. For yourself, or for people—that's not important. But we are restrained by horror . And that is why we observe the Treaty.

Experience is primarily the ability to restrain our fleeting impulses.

The sky's not for us. We weren't meant to fly. All we can do is try not to fall.

It may perhaps be pleasant, but it is sometimes a disadvantage to be so very guarded. If a woman conceals her affection with the same skill from the object of it, she may lose the opportunity.

By gold all good faith has been banished by gold our rights are abused the law itself is influenced by gold, and soon there will be an end of every modest restraint.

An indication you have shed restraint too soon is when you lose all discipline. Or if you feel compelled to force everyone to shed their swaddles as you have done. These are forms of squirming and squawking, and they are indications that you are rebelling rather than growing.

Did someone actually have to do bad things to be a bad boy, or was it all about the potential? If it was the potential that counted, then maybe it was the restraint that was so sexy, knowing that he could do something dangerous and powerful but had the restraint not to.

You'd better not talk about microscopes anymore," he whispered, "or I don't know if I can control myself.

Generally speaking, if a guy breaks your jaw and leg and cuts off your robotic arm, you file charges and get a restraining order. The only exception is when subtle machinations are needed to save the world from a massive, catastrophic alien takeover. But in no other circumstance.

How's your love life?" "I'm on the wagon.

When it comes to expressing emotions," Gullotti said, "you're kind of like...a stone wall. There are some cracks and gaps here and there, but mostly it's just rock.

Thoughts need words. Words need a voice. I love the smell of my mother's hair after she washes it. I love the feel of the scratchy stubble on my father's face before he shaves. But I've never been able to tell them.

I don't know if I could do it, actually—aim my right hook at my mother's little glass jaw, and follow through, reckless to express myself

I do not let go of him yet, but hold the string and watch my idea of him pull away and stay, and pull away, my silver kite.

He'd performed like a well-oiled automaton last night, blocking out the reality of the woman taking her pleasure beneath him, banishing images of Billie that rushed time and again through his thoughts and threatened the steely control he maintained over his own orgasm. When at last he'd let himself go, one fevered word had pounded through his brain. Billie.

I don't want to do anything that might be perceived as overstepping our bounds. Pigs get fat, but hogs get slaughtered.

He'd hate to start killing people at this stage in the game. Especially some poor schmuck who happened to marry the wrong woman.

But I am chained to Time, and cannot thence depart!

The stereotypical rock-star-trashing-a-hotel-room thing? Those days had passed by the time I was in a band big enough to do it.

That's very rude," Myrnin said. "I haven't brought my fangs our for some time. Not in mixed company, anyway.

I've stayed away from Twitter for a long time because I sort of didn't trust myself with such an intimate but very public way of relating to the world, but I feel like I've studied it enough.

One more time, she promised herself. That wasn't too trollopy. She wouldn't be too trollopy. But when they actually got to the guardhouse? Trollopy.