Quotes About Dependency

My social circle is, in reality, not a circle. It is a pyramid. And at the top of the pyramid is a single person—Jacob—who is responsible for an overwhelming majority of the relationships that constitute my life.

The thought of being completely dependent disturbs people till the moment their eyes are opened to reality.

Whoever is under a man's power is under his protection, too.

Sympathy can be addictive and can kill strong men as surely as a diet of nothing but sugar.

We live in a society exquisitely dependent on science and technology, in which hardly anyone knows anything about science and technology.

A distributed system is one in which the failure of a computer you didn't even know existed can render your own computer unusable.

You know what happens when you feed the birds? They forget to fly south and freeze to death.

Pero yo estaba muy mimada por su culpa. Nunca me había enseñado a tener en cuenta sus sentimientos y por ello el ama sólo era para mí alguien que me ofrecía comodidad, como un ventilador en verano o una estufa en invierno, una bendición que sólo aprecias y quieres cuando ya no está presente.

I stopped loving my father a long time ago. What remained was the slavery to a pattern.

They clutch and cling and howl when I leave them, but how badly they love.

A man thinks he owns things, and it is he who is owned

Our insight into the need of redemption will largely depend upon our knowledge of the terrible nature of the power that has entered our being.

If I bear the name of another, I have given up my own name and my own independent life.

And then, inevitably, one day—it's gone. And we realize that we thought we were the only changing thing, the only variable, in the world; that the objects and people in our lives are there for our pleasure, like the playing pieces of a game, and cannot move of their own accord; that they are held in place by our need for them, by our love. How stupid.

And then, inevitably, one day it's gone. And we realise we thought we were the only changing thing, the only variable in the world. That the objects and people in our lives are there for our pleasure. Like the playing pieces of a game and cannot move of their own accord. That they are held in place by our need for them. By our love. How stupid.

The poor are poor," Jayakumar said to me, "because someone else is trying to play God in their lives.

The biggest price you pay for love is that you have to have somebody around, you can't be on your own, wich is always so much better.

Beauty, Olympia has come to understand, has incapacitated her mother and ruined her life, for it has made her dependent upon people who are desirous of seeing her and of serving her.

She loved her mother and depended on her mother, and yet every single word her mother said annoyed her.

But then she hadn't just learned to love this summer – she had also learned how to need.

His power over her was limited, because she didn't love him.

We don't often notice the people who look after us, do we? Though we'd miss them if they weren't there

Moreover, poor people are never opposed to big government because they're exempt from all the annoying things that government does. They're not worried about taxes: The government is not going to raise any taxes that they pay. They drive unlicensed cars, have no insurance, flee accidents, and couldn't pay a court judgment anyway. The government doesn't want to get in touch with the poor for any reason other than to give them things.

In all, nearly 60 percent of immigrants—legal and illegal—are on government assistance, compared with 39 percent of native households.6 Why would any country voluntarily bring in people who have to be supported by the taxpayer?