Quotes About Restraint

Don't take advantage of me just because I give you chances. It doesn't mean you can abuse them over and over again.

Maturity is when you have the perfect opportunity to seek revenge on someone who has hurt you and you let the moment cease without regret!

Being the bigger person in a situation requires humility and restraint, therefore it should go without saying that you are going to 'be the bigger person'.

I've learned that even if someone talks bad about you, you should refuse to talk bad about them because in the end they will look like the idiot not you.

I don't know the actual meaning of maturity, but for me maturity is when a person hurts you & you try to understand their situation rather than hurting them back.

Sometimes the best revenge is to smile, move on and do nothing!

I know a lot more than you think, but I keep it to myself to save arguments.

Tried biting my tongue and being the bigger person in all this, but that didn't really happen...

Making noise seldom gets you what you want, keeping calm and patience does.

Ein goldener Käfig ist und bleibt ein Käfig.

You can teach a viper to eat from your hands, but you cannot take away how much it likes to bite P.85

It was Daedalus who answered. A golden cage is still a cage.

Es posible domesticar a una serpiente para que coma de tu mano, pero nadie le va a quitar nunca el gusto por morder.

I sat frozen, afraid to move lest I give myself away. I am bound to this war.

Je ne serais plus un oiseau en cage, trop borné pour s'envoler alors même que les portes sont ouvertes.

Néanmoins, une partie de moi était lasse d'être aussi craintive et respectueuse, de contempler le paradis en se demandant ce qu'on lui autoriserait.

I moved straight-backed, as if a great brimming bowl rested in my hands. The dark liquid rippled as I walked, always at the point of overflow, yet never flowing.

Une cage dorée restera toujours une cage

Mi estrecho mundo había encogido un poco más hasta reducirse a las grietas del suelo y las volutas talladas en los muros de piedra.

Las rígidas tiras de cuero se hundieron en la suave piel cuyos contornos yo había seguido con el dedo aquella misma noche. Las manos me temblaron, ávidas de deshacer las tensas correas y liberarle, pero no lo hice.

No, I thought. I was not careful. I was reckless, headlong. He was another knife, I could feel it. A different sort, but a knife still. I did not care. I thought: give me the blade. Some things are worth spilling blood for.

Es posible domesticar una serpiente para que coma de tu mano, pero nadie le va a quitar las ganas de morder.

Too much of a good thing can be taxing.

You, reader, are alive today, reading this, because someone once adequately policed your mouth exploring.