Quotes about Manipulation
Data has an annoying way of conforming itself to support whatever point of view we want it to support.
- Clayton M. Christensen
Data has an annoying way of conforming itself to support whatever point of view we want it to support.
- Clayton M. Christensen
Data has an annoying way of conforming itself to support whatever point of view we want it to support.
- Clayton M. Christensen
Data has an annoying way of conforming itself to support whatever point of view we want it to support.
- Clayton M. Christensen
Data has an annoying way of conforming itself to support whatever point of view we want it to support.
- Clayton M. Christensen
Mr. Bucket and his fat forefinger are much in consultation together under existing circumstances. When Mr. Bucket has a matter of this pressing interest under his consideration, the fat forefinger seems to rise, to the dignity of a familiar demon. He puts it to his ears, and it whispers information; he puts it to his lips, and it enjoins him to secrecy; he rubs it over his nose, and it sharpens his scent; he shakes it before a guilty man, and it charms him to his destruction.
- Charles Dickens
The bird that can sing and won't sing, must be made to sing, they say,' grumbled Tackleton.
- Charles Dickens
I have seen you give him looks and smiles this very night, such as you never give to—me." "Do you want me then," said Estella, turning suddenly with a fixed and serious, if not angry look, "to deceive and entrap you?" "Do you deceive and entrap him, Estella?" "Yes, and many others—all of them but you.
- Charles Dickens
great men are urged on to the abuse of power (when they need urging, which is not often), by their flatterers and dependents,
- Charles Dickens
He entered the territory of lies without a passport for return.
- Graham Greene
...most men and women will grow up to love their servitude and will never dream of revolution.
- Aldous Huxley
The only way a woman can ever reform a man is by boring him so completely that he loses all possible interest in life.
- Oscar Wilde