Quotes About Restraint

I gave it some thought, then decided he was probably right. There was no sense blowing everything for the sake of some violent ape I'd never even met.

Weapons are the tools of violence; all decent men detest them. Weapons are the tools of fear; a decent man will avoid them except in the direst necessity and, if compelled, will use them only with the utmost restraint. Peace is the highest value.… He enters a battle gravely, with sorrow and with great compassion, as if he were attending a funeral. (ch. 31) That

Maybe he's up to something, maybe he'Å› not really crazy after all. Perhaps he just got fed up acting normal and decided to act crazy instead, and they locked him up because he went too far.

There are times when you can't do the sensible thing, when you can't act like a responsible adult at all; you just have to do whatever insane thing comes into your head. When bad people do it they end up murderers, when good people do it they end up heroes, and when the rest of do it we end up looking like total idiots. But when's that ever stopped us?

Thus his belief was that in a service where feeling could be restrained it ought to be restrained. The power of God was more likely to be known in a solemn stillness than amid noise and excitement. Silence and an expectant seriousness, born of a realisation of the nearness of God, were striking characteristics of the services at Sandfields.

It was the puritan in him that couldn't take it.

It wasn't torpor that kept her - she was often restless to the point of irritability. She simply liked to feel that she was prevented from leaving, that she was needed.

Her wish for a harmonious, organized world denied her the reckless possibilities of wrongdoing. Mayhem and destruction were too chaotic for her tastes, and she did not have it in her to be cruel.

I just had to stay cool. Zen. No punching in the face. Punching would not be Zen.

Just to make sure the odd humanoid aberration doesn't get away, always pin it through the nuts.

Her imagination painted Georgie twenty years later, sitting in leg irons before some Broken psychiatrist. Well, you see, it all started with bubbles...

Getting a lecture on restraint from the woman who threw a hissy fit and blew up Babylon.

Curran, please don't bite his head off." "Why?" "Because it's illegal. Technically you assaulted him first when you threw him across the lawn." "I didn't throw him very far. I rolled my eyes. "I could've thrown him straight up and let him land on the pavement." "That would also be illegal." "You keep bringing this 'illegal' thing up as if it means something to me.

When you walk a dog on a short leash, she's close enough to bite you.

I dropped all the guards. All the leashes, all the chains, everything that ever restrained me through the discipline and fear of discovery, I let it all go. No need to hide.

Is there anything else you need to tell me?" Every time I look at you, I have to put a leash on myself. "No.

I kept my hands firmly on the iron rail before me. Grabbing the weight bar and walloping the Beast Lord upside the head wouldn't be the best diplomatic move. "I'm sorry, Your Majesty." There. I was civil. It almost killed me. "Apology accepted." "Will there be anything else?"Your Arrogance.

When you keep people from doing things they are destined to do, they go crazy.

I would strangle her in a minute. I sat down at the table and smiled at her. "My patience is an infinite lake. Feel free to drown yourself." There were times when ancient proverbs came in handy.

As a young man, the temptation was to drink the minibar dry. I did all that - now I prefer to get outdoors.

With young people, it's how brassy and flashy can you be. But you get a bit older, it's about how restrained can you be. You have to feel it all, think it all, but you don't have to play it - it's just gotta be there, and if the story's good and the script's good, people will see it.

When I was younger, I was an aggressive fighter but I'm growing into someone who understands we don't have to answer things with violence.

I was a big fighter when I was younger. In bars I was ready to explode and fight.

Only the disciplined ones in life are free. If you are undisciplined, you are a slave to your moods and your passions.