#control

A real man can use power, rather than let power use him ↗

— Moffat Machingura

#control #influence #man #men #power

The battlefield is a scene of constant chaos. The winner will be the one who controls that chaos, both his own and the enemies. ↗

— Napoleon Bonaparte

#both #chaos #constant #controls #his

I'm all in favour of free expression provided it's kept rigidly under control. ↗

— Alan Bennett

#expression #favour #free #free expression #i

I had an immense advantage over many others dealing with the problem inasmuch as I had no fixed ideas derived from long-established practice to control and bias my mind, and did not suffer from the general belief that whatever is, is right. ↗

— Henry Bessemer

#belief #bias #control #dealing #derived

You have to be down here in the States to realize just how tightly controlled the corporate media is and how much they practise Soviet-style censorship through creative omission. ↗

— Jello Biafra

#controlled #corporate #creative #down #here

I think there are a lot of honest people doing honest business on online auctions. But the control on these Web sites is pretty minimal. ↗

— Dan Butler

#business #control #doing #honest #honest people

In dwelling, live close to the ground. In thinking, keep to the simple. In conflict, be fair and generous. In governing, don't try to control. In work, do what you enjoy. In family life, be completely present. ↗

— Lao Tzu

#completely #conflict #control #dwelling #enjoy

He who controls others may be powerful, but he who has mastered himself is mightier still. ↗

— Lao Tzu

#himself #mastered #may #mightier #others

I'm not in control of my muse. My muse does all the work. ↗

— Ray Bradbury

#does #i #muse #work

Simulation Tobias kisses my neck. I try to think. I have to face the fear. I have to take control of the situation and find a way to make it less frightening. I look Simulation Tobias in the eye and say sternly, “I am not going to sleep with you in a hallucination. Okay?” Then I grab him by his shoulders and turn us around, pushing him against the bedpost. I feel something other than fear—a prickle in my stomach, a bubble of laughter. I press against him and kiss him, my hands wrapping around his arms. He feels strong. He feels…good. And he’s gone. I laugh into my hand until my face gets hot. I must be the only initiate with this fear. ↗

— Veronica Roth

#simulation #tobias #tris #control