rules

In order to understand the intensity of ritual forms, one must rid oneself of the idea that all happiness derives from nature, and all pleasure from the satisfaction of a desire. On the contrary, games, the sphere of play, reveal a passion for rules, a giddiness born of rules, and a force that comes from ceremony, and not desire.

My usual instruction to students when they are preparing to write their examinations is "think before you answer the questions". I am convinced that some multiple choice answers could be so close that you might not know the very one that answers the question correctly! Such is life. To choose your suitable dreams, you must think well!

Expectations are nothing more than the rules we set, in order to maintain our ego and self esteem. What we seek from others is often that fulfillment of what we believe we require for happiness. However, many of us will raise the requirements so high that we can't even reach them or better yet, realize that we could find that expectation met by our own introspection and action.

I have a tendency to break rules and shake things up. I would say that with me people never know what is real and what is fiction. And I like that because reality is relative.

I have a subconscious list of rules for how reality should work. I did not develop these rules on purpose, and most of them don__ make sense _ which is disturbing when you consider that they are an attempt to govern the behavior of reality _ but they exist, and they play a large role in determining how I react to the things that happen to me. Large enough that a majority of the feelings I feel are simply a reaction to reality not complying with my arbitrary set of rules. Reality doesn__ give a shit about my rules, and this upsets me.

Being caught up in a game without having a clue about the rules, may be extremely maddening and frustrating. Liberty may be so frightening and grueling, that many don__ conceal their passion for rules and regulations, since these can give a relieving feeling of security and protection. ("When forgetting the rules of the game" )

Dreams and freedom are the same. In order for them to be, they come with a price.

A man's life is about keeping rules, breaking them, and making new ones.

It is always the exception that sets the rule.

Like all who search for truth out of fear, I desperately wanted someone else to tell me exactly what to do.

Instead of writing my rules, I followed his. And that__ when I knew it all went wrong.

Don't play any game if you don't understand the rules no matter how nice winners trophy looks like

A person who lives by the rules of the world cannot resist the devil, cannot fight him

It is only in grammar that the mighty can be bound by rules made by the humble

Creative minds don't follow rules, they follow will.

People just don't seem to get me. Don't understand that I need my space. Always telling me what to do. They think rules and routines and clean hands and your p's and q's will make everything all right. They haven't got a clue.

No boundary or barrier surrounds the heart of a person that loves their self and others.

Judging is preventing us from understanding a new truth. Free yourself from the rules of old judgments and create the space for new understanding.