Bob Greene Quotes

If you're yelling you're the one who's lost control of the conversation.

A man never tells you anything until you contradict him.

I started to fight with the men. I raised my voice, and they started listening to me.

He who cannot agree with his enemies is controlled by them.

Sometimes you get yourselves in situations where you don't realize people are actually testing you. People are actually provoking you.

Sometimes when you're not getting what you want in this game you have to shout a bit and throw a bit of a tantrum.

I had people come up from NXT and say to me, 'one thing we know is that we hear you're a bully,' I say that I am because I know that I am going to be bullied back at some point so I might as well start it.

As we ride the elevator Gale finally says “You're still angry.” “And you're still not sorry,” I reply. "I will stand by what I said. Do you want me to lie about it?” he asks. “No, I want you to rethink it and come up with the right opinion,” I tell him.

The heart of manipulation is to empathize without being touched.

Shigure: JUST LISTEN TO ME FOR A SECOND, KYO! Kyo: SHUT UP! I HATE THIS! DO YOU REALLY GET THAT MUCH ENJOYMENT FROM PLAYING WITH PEOPLES' LIVES?! Shigure: Well, yes, now that you mention it, I do--BUT THIS IS FOR YOUR OWN GOOD! Kyo: Man, your persuasion skills SUCK! Tohru: Um, welcome home. Dinner's- Kyo: NOT HUNGRY! Shigure: KYO! DON'T TAKE THIS OUT ON TOHRU! And come back to the entrance hall this instant and take those shoes off! Yuki: He's right, Shigure. You really do suck at persuasion.

She might not know what your routine is, but I do,” I said softly. “So put the lantern down. You’re not burning me yet, and we both know it.” “What’s she saying?” Sarah demanded, hobbling over. His white brows drew together, and I allowed a little smile to play on my lips. “Awfully bossy with you, isn’t she? Then again, it makes sense. She’s got the pants on, and you’re the one in the dress.

I don’t respect your statement because of the anger that came with it

Do not do that again," he said stiffly. "Don't kiss me back then," I retorted. He stared at me for what seemed like forever. "I don't give 'Zen lessons' to hear myself talk. I don't give them because you're another student. I'm doing this to teach you control." "You're doing a great job," I said bitterly.

A woman springs a sudden reproach upon you which provokes a hot retort, and then she will presently ask you to apologize.

We looked at each other, and I could see in those big reddened eyes that he was not going to scream. He was full of anger - and who could blame him? - but he was no fool. He needed me, and he wanted me here, if only to insult me.

The best way to have the last word is to apologize.

One either imposes one's ideas or one is imposed on.

I can't let it pass when you say: "You are the weak party." No, I am not the weak party. I am the man who is making the war. I am the man who is making the peace.

In my own experience, I've found that it's very difficult to make peace with women. We tend to be competitive and feel angry.

If someone criticizes me, I strike back.

Nowadays, if you are afraid of confrontation, you are not going to do very well.

I learned at an early age that using the third person will push some buttons.

I'll get to the force field of this hostility, why it's there, why the rage is in any of us, why the trash takes place, whether or not it's between me and a couple of hecklers in the audience or between this country and another nation, the rage.

And I'm not so in love with making people mad that I want to live my life around it.

I'm not a screamer. I'm confrontational, but I don't think that translates into anger.