Quotes About Dependency

The infantile dream-state of the mass man is so unrealistic that he never thinks to ask who is paying for this paradise. The balancing of accounts is left to a higher political or social authority, which welcomes the task, for its power is thereby increased; and the more power it has, the weaker and more helpless the individual becomes.

You are a slave of what you need in your soul.

You were so busy trying to be my savior that you left me all alone.

I never really bought in Kim's notion that they were somehow bound together through me- until just now when I saw her half carrying him down the hospital corridor.

Ira may be the Giving Tree, but the boy with the ax who chops him down, branch by branch - that's me.

I've never had a job. Never had to get one. Never had to do anything for myself. I am helpless. I am a void. A disappointment. My helplessness, my dependency, my passivity, I feel it whorling into a little fiery ball, and I harness that ball, somewhere wondering how something made of weakness can feel so strong. But the ball grows hotter, so hot, the only thing I can do with it is hurl it.

Bride had become the centre of his world. He was nothing without her. If he had to obey her every word for the rest of his life, he would. If he had to let her control his body, he would do that too. Anything was better than being without her. That, he'd learned inside his underground cell. He could endure anything as long as she was with him.

Brent. Brent, Brent, Brent! Can't we do anything without him? Look at us! We're trying to have a management discussion about commitments and resources, and all we do is talk about one guy! I don't care how talented he is. If you're telling me that our organization can't do anything without him, we've got a big problem." Wes

When we have a tightly-coupled architecture, small changes can result in large scale failures. As

I listen to Wes and Patty brainstorm ideas to reduce yet another dependency on Brent when something starts to bother me. Erik called WIP, or work in process, the "silent killer," and that inability to control WIP on the plant floor was one of the root causes for chronic due-date problems and quality issues.

I'm not suggesting Brent is doing this deliberately, but I wonder whether Brent views all his knowledge as a sort of power. Maybe some part of him is reluctant to give that up. It does put him in this position where he's virtually impossible to replace.

To mitigate these types of problems, we strive to reduce the number of handoffs, either by automating significant portions of the work or be reorganizing teams so they can deliver value to the customer themselves, instead of having to be constantly dependent on others.

As I liked him less and less I became more and more like him. I felt trapped, didn't care for myself.

If people should ever start to do only what is necessary millions would die of hunger.

Gin was mother's milk to her.

People become attached to their burdens sometimes more than the burdens are attached to them.

A government that robs Peter to pay Paul can always depend on the support of Paul.

For better or worse, I was my father's son, and I intuited, however unclearly, that my life was inextricably bound up with his. I was who I was because of him. His blood was in my blood, his history was my history. Even my future, the person I might one day become, depended on him, because everything he'd ever seen or done or thought or felt flowed up through him and into me.

it is arguable that the most molecular word in political discourse, the noun that denotes something on which all else depends and builds, is neither "justice" nor "freedom" nor "equality." It is "family." Without the nurturing and disciplining done in intact families, individuals are apt to be ill-equipped to exercise the freedom to become unequal, and therefore are handicapped in the pursuit of justice for themselves and others.

There is no substitute for the comfort supplied by the utterly taken-for-granted relationship...

No! I can't leave him, I'm bound to him, I'm made of him, I am him!

He was not notably vertebrate and could hardly look after himself, so how could he look after Crystal?

We just drifted apart . . . I began to find his company extremely tiring . It was extremely tiring, but we were all addicted to it.

I must have been assuming that without me there it would be all cobwebs and desolation.