Lack of Discipline Quotes

I hate committing myself to anything. It's probably the lack of discipline, honestly. I'm probably a spoiled brat worried about getting my way every time.

Children today are tyrants. They contradict their parents, gobble their food, and tyrannize their teachers.

Victory was long doubtful; and had the North Carolina Militia done their duty it was certain. They had the most advantageous position I ever saw, and left it without making scarcely the shadow of opposition. Their General and field Officers exerted themselves but the Men would not stand. Many threw away their Arms and fled with utmost precipitation; even before a gun was fired at them.

In the Navy when you say right full rudder and everyone goes right. It's wonderful. In the private sector [and government] no one pays any attention to you.

Who letts his wife goe to every feast, and his horse drinke at every water, shall neither have good wife nor good horse.

The Cowboys fan in me is getting increasingly sick and tired of watching Jerry Jones enable his team to lose without fear.

In school, I wasn't a very good student - I was very irresponsible and never did the studying but always liked to get the laugh.

Not for the first time, he wished he commanded a highly trained bunch of soldiers instead of a ragtag mob of rejects in varying stages of alcoholism.

America gives every appearance of being a nation besotted with trashiness - divorce, illegitimacy, casual Fridays.

I'm just a black hole for stuff. No one should ever hand me anything, because I get so easily distracted. I'll be like, 'Oh, look, something shiny!' I'm glad I never learned how to drive. I would be really dangerous.

One who does not rouse themself when it is time to rise, who, though capable, is full of sloth, whose will and thought are weak, that lazy and idle person will never find their way to true knowledge.

Each day of not writing, of comfort, of being that which he despised, dulled his ability and softened his will to work so that, finally, he did no work at all.

When people are too comfortable, it is not possible to restrain them within the bounds of their duty? They may be compared to mules who, being accustomed to burdens, are spoilt by rest rather than labour.

In a way, her strangeness, her naiveté, her craving for the other half of her equation was the consequence of an idle imagination. Had she paints, or clay, or knew the discipline of the dance, or strings, had she anything to engage her tremendous curiosity and her gift for metaphor, she might have exchanged the restlessness and preoccupation with whim for an activity that provided her with all she yearned for. And like an artist with no art form, she became dangerous.

I kind of peak at how far I can push my body, and then I run out of determination for the habit and start easing off. It's really just a lack of focus and discipline.

Plenty of pundits have really high IQs, but they don't have any discipline in how they look at the world, and so it leads to a lot of bullshit, basically.

The market does not beat them. They beat themselves, because though they have brains they cannot sit tight.

When we get comfortable, we start relaxing, taking bad shots, especially me I take bad shots when I'm tired.

My block was due to two overlapping factors: laziness and lack of discipline.

My dad was lackadaisical on the discipline front. I dropped out of everything at school.

I went and worked for my dad after school. I'd show up late and stuff like that.

It is the just doom of laziness and gluttony to be inactive without ease and drowsy without tranquility.

I am very much a creature of habit, and I have no life consistency. None.

I'm not very good in a classroom sort of setting. I never was. I was kind of a clown in high school - got suspended a lot.

A bad, obstinate boy, who does not love his father; for when one does one's best, and especially when one loves one's father, one does what he wishes not only when he is standing by but when he is not there to see. Moreover you know very well that I cannot stand an effeminate fellow who has no manly tastes, who cannot ride or shoot (to his shame be it said!), is untidy about his person, and wears his hair curled like a fool instead of cutting it; and that I have condemned all these things a thousand times, and yet there is no sign of improvement. For the rest, haughty, offish as a country lout, conversing with none but a favored few instead of being affable and popular, grimacing like a fool, and never following my wishes out of love for me but only when forced into it, caring for nothing but to have his own way, and thinking nothing else is of any importance.