Quotes About Pressure

Marianne Moore] once remarked, after a visit to her brother and his family, that the state of being married and having children had one enormous advantage: "One never has to worry about whether one is doing the right thing or not. There isn't time. One is always having to go to the market or drive the children somewhere. There isn't time to wonder 'Is this right or isn't it?

But what a horrible world 'society' is.

Lukas are piled up like firewood for the competitive flames of my profession, I thought.

I push every day against forces that say you have to go faster, be more effective, be more productive, you have to constantly outdo yourself, you have to constantly outdo your neighbor - all of the stuff that creates an incredibly productive society, but also a very neurotic one.

Which is - you know, like check it out, I'm pretty young, I'm only about 40 years old. I still have maybe another four decades of work left in me. And it's exceedingly likely that anything I write from this point forward is going to be judged by the world as the work that came after the freakish success of my last book, right?

Bringing up children, she thought, was like pouring ginger beer into a tumbler. All went well up to a certain point, and then it all frothed over the top.

Hers was the unconscious tyranny of inexorable great expectations.

You articulate logical answer under pressure, Mem Leonowens," Monkut pronounced without looking at her. "That is very kind of—," panted Anna. "—but irritating superior attitude King find most unbeautiful. However, it will serve you well given decision I now make.

So when the lobotomy was embraced by some members of the medical profession in the late 1930s, it was because doctors were under extreme pressure to provide some relief to patients and their families.

By clearly emphasizing all that was lacking in others, by mapping and raising to an art form the catalog of their flaws, Veblen's mother had inversely punched out a template for an ideal human being, and it was the unspoken assumption that Veblen would aspire to this template with all her might.

I was embarrassed that I even wanted to become an actress because coming from L.A., with two older sisters in the business and a mom who had been a ballet dancer, it was such a cliche.

Without a nap break, the homeostatic pressure continues building until the end of the day, growing in intensity, so that a child becomes overtired, wired, and unable to stop the explosion. The result is an intense bedtime battle with a cranky, overtired child who won't fall asleep no matter how tired he is.

quality naps can make up for lost night sleep—but extra nighttime sleep does not make up for missed naps, as made clear by the homeostatic sleep pressure concept. Therefore, no matter how your child sleeps at night—great sleeper or poor sleeper—his daily naps are critically important to release the rising sleep pressure. Infants have a much shorter span in which

When I got Jacob's Latter, I was nervous because I felt I wasn't allowed to fail. I felt that they were waiting for one little failure and that would prove them right and I'd be 'out of there.'

There are a million rules for being a girl. There are a million things you have to do to get through each day. High school has things that can trip you up, ruin you, people say one thing and mean another, and you have to know all the rules, you have to know what you can and can't do.

I don't know, shifted a little or something, smoothed down–people would think of me the way they think of Dave, and everything would always be perfect. I would be perfect.

It is good for women to look like little girls now, to have no hair between their legs. The women out in the waiting room, the ones who will not look at me, are here for that too, to be made into smooth, hairless creatures. They will have their skin polished, smoothed, so everyone can pretend they are young again. Everyone wants the young.

Anxiety is the evil conjoined twin of rigidity.

But she no longer felt sadness about it, the pressure of sorrow that had overtaken her at the table, the longing for all the Burgess kids, and the sense of the irreplaceable familiarity of her old life-that had passed the way the cramping of a stomach muscle passes, and the absence of its pain was glorious.

I knew all the time that it was all nonsense, but I couldn't understand in the least what it meant, or who was pulling the wires of rumour, or their purpose in so pulling. I began to wonder whether the pressure and anxiety and suspense of a terrible war had unhinged the public mind, so that it was ready to believe any fable, to debate the reasons for happenings which had never happened.

I would have thought that the knowledge that you are going to be leapt upon by half-a-dozen congratulatory, but sweaty team-mates would be inducement not to score a goal.

Mas no lo imagino haciendo magia negra en la trastienda. Ni siquiera fue masón, como él mismo confiesa en El siglo de Luis XV... Tenía deudas, los editores y los acreedores lo acosaban demasiado para andar perdiendo el tiempo.

You tell us about your other friends. You feel guilty speaking about them, but you are annoyed, frustrated. You don't always trust their motives. You feel pressured by their demands on you. You're worn out by the effort it takes to be with them, to feign interest in their stream of never-ending problems.

Creative writing is very similar to pooping. Can't write till there is enough pressure!