Quotes About Restraint

Patience is the inclination to control the racing mind, which wants to jump ahead.

There are seasons when to be still demands immeasurably higher strength than to act.

Patience has its limits. Take it too far and it's cowardice.

You cannot acquire the gift of peace if by your anger you destroy the peace of the Lord.

There is a boundary to men's passions when they act from feelings; but none when they are under the influence of imagination.

Most fear stems from sin; to limit one's sins, one must assuredly limit one's fear, thereby bringing more peace to one's spirit.

But the self-controlled man, moving among objects, with his senses under restraint, and free from both attraction and repulsion, attains peace.

But something held me back. Perhaps I was stopped by that level of feeling, deeper than thought, which contains the truth.

Let not your zeal to share your principles entice you beyond your borders.

It is easier to lead men to combat, stirring up their passion, than to restrain them and direct them toward the patient labors of peace.

There are more quarrels smothered by just shutting your mouth, and holding it shut, than by all the wisdom in the world.

Put a bridle on thy tongue; set a guard before thy lips, lest the words of thine own mouth destroy thy peace... on much speaking cometh repentance, but in silence is safety.

Few situations - no matter how greatly they appear to demand it - can be bettered by us going beserk.

One sword keeps another in the sheath.

I'm not telling you to be quiet. I'm just saying that if you speak a little softer, we both might just hear what peace sounds like.

People tell me not to cook, drive, or touch anything for the sake of world peace.

I'm riding you with a slack rein, my pet, but don't forget that I'm riding with curb and spurs just the same.

The thing I am most aware of is my limits. And this is natural; for I never, or almost never, occupy the middle of my cage; my whole being surges toward the bars.

Civilization is the process of reducing the infinite to the finite.

My definition (of a philosopher) is of a man up in a balloon, with his family and friends holding the ropes which confine him to earth and trying to haul him down.

Remove severe restraint and what will become of virtue?

Philosophy will clip an angel's wings.

When I break any of the chains that bind me I feel that I make myself smaller.

Moderation is the center wherein all philosophies, both human and divine, meet.