Quotes About Constraint

Many creative people are finding that creativity doesn't grow in abundance, it grows from scarcity - the more Lego bricks you have doesn't mean you're going to be more creative; you can be very creative with very few Lego bricks.

Most of my videos are 60 seconds long. They can only fit about 200 words. There are a lot of things that I wanted to discuss about a given topic - my feelings behind it, how I ended up making a video, what happened before and after - that I couldn't because I had this 60-second limit.

My view is rather than just rage at your impotence you find the best way of achieving as much as you can within whatever constraints there are. It's not the world I would have created but you do what you can within it.

Hunting hawks do not belong in cages, no matter how much a man covets their grace, no matter how golden the bars. They are far more beautiful soaring free. Heartbreakingly beautiful.

The rhyme obliges me to this; sometimes Monarchs are less imperative than rhymes)

I've always felt that the best whips and chains are in the mind. With a little creativity, the physical ones are hardly necessary.

I can't be under arrest right now," I said back to him. "I don't have the time.

metaphors can only take you for a short walk on a tight leash.

Shoelaces are the first way society ties up the individual.

You must admit you have self-control before you can use it.

Remember that there is always a limit to self-indulgence, but none to self-restraint.

I have never been contained except I made the prison.

I am not saying that being a woman is in itself a painful constraint. Some women do it very well. It's the obligation which is degrading. Of course the great seductresses are right up there in terms of reputation. Figure skaters are pretty cool, too -- but no one expects us all to be figure skaters. Horsewomen have their own special charm -- but you don't get given a saddle and bridle the moment you want to exist.

For thought is a bird of space, that in a cage of words may indeed unfold its wings but cannot fly.

The soul is a magician. Only living flesh hampers it.

We have a limit, a very discouraging, humiliating limit: death.

You must use what you have,' he says, the advice of a good man to a whore for time immemorial. 'You must use what you are allowed.

Handwriting is the shackle of the mind.

A free soul ought not to pursue any study slavishly; for while bodily labours performed under constraint do not harm the body, nothing that is learned under compulsion stays in the mind.

The lid, however, wouldn't shut. The mind held back the whole sky.

Grey's hair was like his mother's—fair, thick and slightly wavy, prone to disorder unless tightly constrained, which it always would be, if Tom Byrd was given his way.

Even in the open air, it seemed, freedom had definite limits.

sounds uncomfortably like a prison.

Perhaps the two of them wouldn't love each other so much if they were allowed to.