Quotes About Restraint

Okay. Do you ever feel so angry that you think you could devour the whole world and still not be satisfied? Like you don't know how to stop feeling that way and it scares you, but that just makes you angry too?

Revelry is inherently slippery; part of its munificence is an easing of boundaries.

I feel his gaze on my back, pricking the hairs on my neck. It is all I can do not to run.

I cannot share my secrets with her, even to brag. And I admit that I desperately want to brag.

I swallow the howl clawing up my throat.

Oak's hooves clatter against the floor, and then he's on his knees in front of me, all golden hair and fox eyes and worry. 'Wren,' he breathes, reaching through the iron bars, even though they singe his wrists. His fingers run through my hair.

No one in chains could ever truly love you.

Please restrain your commentary on the furniture.

But curb thou the high spirit in thy breast, for gentle ways are best, and keep aloof from sharp contentions.

build no barricades when no one attacks you. Don't excite tempests of heart and conscience merely to pacify your conscience and quiet your heart, now ruffled only by a tiny breeze.

We are, after all, not gods.

He had never disagreed with anyone in his life, no matter how unfairly they may have treated him. He preferred to swallow his tears, suppress his anger and bitterness; he would bear anything rather than oppose a person directly. Nor did it ever occur to him to wonder whether this forbearance might not be harmful to others.

It was like she was thinking, How far can I go with this? How much more can I fit in my life without losing control?

Her goodness had limits. She could have easily gone her whole life without knowing those limits, but now she knew exactly where they lay.

never got drunk like that again. I'm too much of a control freak to have other people falling about laughing while they describe my own actions to me.

Oh, come on now," she said mildly, as a car suddenly pulled into the lane in front of her. She lifted her hand to toot the horn and then didn't bother. Note how I didn't scream and yell like a mad person, she thought for the benefit of that afternoon's psychotic truck driver, just in case he happened to have stopped by to read her mind.

Some days, a killing spree seems like a good idea.

We're always, in everything we do in this world, she said, limited by subjectivity.

The impulse to touch her and all the life in her was something I had to check regularly.

A majority held in restraint by constitutional checks and limitations, and always changing easily with deliberate changes of popular opinions and sentiments, is the only true sovereign of a free people. Whoever rejects it does of necessity fly to anarchy or to despotism. Unanimity is impossible. The rule of a minority, as a permanent arrangement, is wholly inadmissible; so that, rejecting the majority principle, anarchy or despotism in some form is all that is left.

The truth is so rare, Alex. I like to use it sparingly

I'm not holding you against your will; I'm holding you against your car.

His mouth was hot and hungry, and he kissed the way no man should kiss and still be allowed to run free.

Everyone oohed and wanted details, but I kept it PG 13, not that there were any R moments. Josh wasn't that kind of guy. In fact, he had such a high code of ethics, I found myself watching what I said around him. There were things he didn't need to know.