Quotes About Limitation

She longed for cutlasses, pistols, and brandy; she had to make do with coffee, and pencils, and verbs.

As you emphasize your life, you must localize and define it... you cannot do everything.

biographies are a little like marriages: You only have room in your life for one or two.

That which we expect of life is indeed all that it ever can be.

When you can program your own life, you're just going to program what you already like. Because of that, people's taste becomes much more narrow-minded.

You can have anything in life, but you can't have everything!

Nothing moves at the Hotel New Hampshire! We're screwed down here-for life!

The worst curse in life is unlimited potential.

The body can limit our ability to experience life to the fullest, especially if we identify ourselves as being only our bodies.

I felt sure about wanting to look at a person's life that had been limited or damaged, but not necessarily ennobled, by loss.

Don't deal in the possibilities of the possibility.

Puedes escalar una montaña, puedes surcar a nado el mar. Puedes lanzarte a las llamas, pero nunca serás libre...

Hay muchas formas de tener a una persona encerrada. Piénsalo. Pero la mejor no tiene nada que ver con fármacos o cerrojos: aquí casi nadie tiene adónde ir. Si no tienes eso, no te vas. Es así de simple.

Philosophy will clip an angel's wings.

onism n. the awareness of how little of the world you'll experience

The turtle cant dance because it has no waist

No man's knowledge here can go beyond his experience.

Every human being experiences limitation. Everyone's body is limited: limited within a certain span of years, limited in having to live and work with other people who also have their desires and plans.

The human eye doesn't look above its own height.

He knew he was limited, and he hated it.

We were moving fast, but at least we were within lightspeed communication range that wasn't longer than a human lifetime.

Anything that Jack and Abby Irene could not manage together might just as likely be too much for Sebastien.

realized I was living in a misery of my own making. I was living in shackles I had put on myself. I was confined by walls I had built—walls I was continuing to build, choice by choice.

Where they were concerned, the ban, the check, the caution as to all spending and most of all the expenditure of feeling restricted them. Wariness had driven away poetry: from hesitating to feel came the moment you no longer could.