Quotes About Restraint

The look Anthony shot at his sister was so comically malevolent Simon nearly laughed. He managed to restrain himself, but mostly just because he was fairly certain that any show of humor would cause Anthony's fist to lose its battle with his brain, with Simon's face emerging as the conflict's primary casualty.

She was so beautiful it made her teeth ache. He made a mental note not to attempt poetry.

Sebastian Grey. The worrds rang like a miserable moan in her head. On the list of men she ought not to be kissing, he had to rank at the top, along with the King, Lord Liverpool, and the chimney sweep.

She was swaying slightly from side to side, and he could see her shoulders rise and fall with each shuddering breath. He knew that sort of breath. It was the one you drew when you were trying so hard to keep your feelings inside, but you just weren't strong enough.

She should have been relieved that she did not do something she was sure to regret. But she wasn't. She wanted her regrets. She wanted them desperately. She wanted to do something she knew she should not, and she wanted to lie in bed at night letting the memory keep her warm.

The first time you've been tied up?" He hesitated. She gasped. "Captain Ja— " "In this manner," he said quickly. And with great volume and emphasis, as if he needed to cut off her query about as much as he needed, for example, air. Her eyes narrowed. "What does that mean?" "Don't ask that question.

John ignored her insult, recognizing it for what it was: a mindless jibe from one wounded animal to another.

For a moment he did nothing but stare. "Hasn't it ever occurred to you that every thought and feeling doesn't need to be given voice?" "Yes," she said, a lifetime of regrets wrapped into that single syllable. "All the time." She looked away, discomforted by the odd, hollow sensation rumbling in her throat. "I can't seem to help myself, though.

And it occurred to her that for a woman who opened her mouth every other second, there was an awful lot inside of her that she'd never shared.

No society can exist without some means for restraining individual rapacity.

You can't really indulge in anything when you're wearing a unitard. No bread, no beer, no anything delicious.

I appeal to the youth to maintain peace and not indulge in violence.

I think if you're creating music, and you love the song, holding it back is just doing it an injustice.

We pacifists have not ceased to point to the grave danger of armaments and to insist on their curtailment.

I don't have this weird, natural funny bone that constantly comes out. It's not like my every instinct is to be funny, and I'm always having to dampen that down.

As humans, our instinct is to be free. And any sort of restrictions don't help.

The world is a penal institution.

It's so hard for me to insult people.

My father was intelligent and closed-mouthed. He knew a lot more than what he was ever going to tell you.

Making personal attacks or speaking with malicious intention is something that I have always refrained from.

There's so much we can't express in our day-to-day interaction with people because it's considered inappropriate. And acting is all about being inappropriate.

Because I come from the place of interviewing, I know how to answer a question giving you what you need to hear and not a minute more.

Get a grip. You're never going to win her over by pushing too hard. You tried that this afternoon and where did it get you? Nowhere fast. It was true and he knew it but still, it was hard to rein himself in when every cell in his body was demanding that he take her, that he bond her to him forever so that there was no chance of losing her. The

As far as I'm concerned, you can't have fun in a high neckline - I don't care how witty you are.