Quotes About Restraint

I think it's great to grow up in a small town because you're just dying to break loose.

I would never deny the importance of the media, but I wouldn't go out of the way to splash my pictures all over town. I'd rather let my work do the talking.

I tend to write about towns because that's what I remember best. You can put a boundary on the number of characters you insert into a small town. I tend to create a lot of characters, so this is a sort of restraint on the character building I do for a novel.

I don't think it's good for people to know too much about you. With my favourite bands, I don't want to have the inside track on every single aspect of their personal lives.

These short tracks are about patience. You have to show patience.

One must learn, if one is to see the beauty in Japan, to like an extraordinarily restrained and delicate loveliness

He that would travel much, should eat little.

There isn't a tree to hang a man, water to drown a man nor soil to bury a man

Care is taken that trees do not grow into the sky.

One who is unrestrained in life-delusion overcomes; as the wind a weak tree.

We smile at the ignorance of the savage who cuts down the tree in order to reach its fruit but the same blunder is made by every person who is over eager and impatient in the pursuit of pleasure.

Distrust all in whom the impulse to punish is powerful.

Trust is fine, but control is better.

I think of myself as more the non-turn-on type. so when I do get turned on, I don't trust it, I have to investigate the source.

That anyone who possesses power has a tendency to abuse it is an eternal truth. They tend to go as far as the barriers will allow.

She didn't know how Charlie did this on a daily basis. Maintain order. Honestly, it would have been easier just to make a run for it or lay waste to everyone in a five-mile radius. Illegal but easier. Oh, and . . . yeah . . . morally wrong

Because according to my father, many teachers, and quite a few anger-management counselors, I seem to lack that little internal device that stops things that are best left unsaid from being said.

Just because you can doesn't mean you should.

I beg you to exercise wisdom and restraint and remember that not all opportunities are created equal. Some are nothing but steps leading down toward catastrophe.

So far I have restrained myself. For how much longer, I do not know. I have never known such happiness, shot through with such misery. Only four days have passed, they tell me. But that is not true. It has been decades since I saw you last. You will find me a stooped old man when we meet again. Perhaps I might even need a pair of spectacles to recognize your veil. But I remain always, Your servant, C. One of Christian's onesided letters to the Baroness

His climax began gathering again, rising toward a point of no return. He didn't know if he could restrain himself this time: He was too close, too near to being overwhelmed. She cried out, trembling exclamations. He lost all control, his release hot, violent, and endless.

She glanced down at the muffin, as if debating whether to drench it with even more butter. The term Maximum Tolerable Chins popped into Mrs. Watson's head—it had come up the first time they sat down at the table together, the benchmark for whether Miss Holmes ate as she wished or gave in to the lamentable necessity to curb her appetite. With visible regret Miss Holmes set down her butter knife.

Miss Holmes eyed a third slice of Madeira cake, but did not reach for it—possibly because she was approaching Maximum Tolerable Chins, the point at which she began regulating further helpings of cakes and puddings.

Fantasies were like prisoners, less likely to stage a revolt if allowed judicious amounts of supervised exercise.