Quotes about Control

This being admitted, it is certain that not a drop of rain falls without the express command of God.

Whenever God is pleased to make way for his providence, he even in external matters so turns and bends the wills of men, that whatever the freedom of their choice may be, it is still subject to the disposal of God.

However much the devil and wicked men may rage, however much they boil with their own unrestrained anger, there is no doubt that God checks and curbs their madness with a hidden bridle.

But if God has set his seat in the sanctuary of the heavens in order to rule the universe, it follows that he by no means ignores earthly affairs, but controls them with the highest reason and wisdom.

The disposition of the heart is man's, but the preparation of the tongue is the Lord's." [Prov. 16:1, 9, conflated.] It is an absurd folly that miserable men take it upon themselves to act without God, when they cannot even speak except as he wills!

When he would have Jonah cast into the sea, God sent a wind by stirring up a whirlwind [Jonah 1:4]. Those who do not think that God controls the government of the universe will say that this was outside the common course. Yet from it I infer that no wind ever arises or increases except by God's express command.

Each year, month, and day is governed by a new, a special, providence of God

Who ever comes to shroud me, do not harmNor question muchThat subtle wreath of hair, which crowns my arm;The mystery, the sign you must not touch,For 'tis my outward soul,Viceroy to that, which then to heaven being gone,Will leave this to control,And keep these limbs, her provinces, from dissolution.

And now good morrow to our waking souls,Which watch not one another out of fear;For love, all love of other sights controls,And makes one little room, an everywhere.Let sea-discoverers to new worlds have gone,Let maps to other, worlds on worlds have shown,Let us possess one world, each hath one, and is one.

Thou art slave to fate, chance, kings, and desperate men.

But I do nothing upon myself, and yet I am my own executioner.

Love all love of other sights controls, And makes one little room an everywhere.