Quotes About Rebellion

I draw from the absurd three consequences. Which are my revolt, my freedom, and my passion.

There are no rules, because life is made up of too many rules as it is.

I'm trying out Theodore Finche, '80s kid, and seeing how he fits. I fish through my desk for a cigarette, stick it in my mouth, and remember as I'm reaching for my lighter that Theodore Finch, '80s kid, doesn't smoke. God, I hate him, the clean-cut, eager little prick.

Everyone know of him. Some people hate him because they think he's weird and he gets into fights and gets kicked out of school and does what he wants. Some people worship him because he's weird and he gets into fights and gets kicked out of school and does what he wants.

See, I excel at other, more important things—guitar, sex, and consistently disappointing my dad, to name a few.

Chaos is rejecting all you have learned, Chaos is being yourself.

My first ancestor, Abjar son of Abjar, mounted on his horse outside the city walls, had stared back at the tongues and shouted, After me, the deluge!

The day is not far off when one ordinary carrot may be pregnant with revolution.

Oh, the fools, like a lot of good little schoolboys, scared to death of anything they've been taught is wrong!

Men were springing up, a black avenging host was slowly germinating in the furrows, thrusting upward for the harvests of future ages. And very soon their germination would crack the earth asunder.

It all seemed a hollow sham now - that strict code, that conscientious virtue that condemned her to the sterile joys of pious women! No, no, she'd had enough of that; she wanted to live!

Raising her arms, she defied Heaven. 'So,' she cried, 'you prefer your God to me? You think he is stronger than I am. You think he will love you better than I would? Ah, what a child you are! Do stop talking such twaddle. What we are going to do is go back to the garden together, and love each other, be happy and free, for that is life.

Yes! live life with every fibre of one's being, surrender oneself to it, with no thoughts of rebellion, without deluding oneself that one can improve it and render it painless; all this was revealed to the dying man, as the only courageous and wise attitude possible for a man of science.

a boundless contempt for everything outside their art, for society, and above all, for politics. (64)

en lo más hondo de aquel empecinamiento, clamaba la rebelión del modesto fabricante artesano contra la invasora vulgaridad de los artículos de bazar.

I'm not going to act the lady among you, for fear I should starve .

No, God won't have the satisfaction that I shall.

For himself, he grew desperate; his sorrow was of the king that will not lament, he neither wept nor prayed - he cursed and defied - execrated God and man, and gave himself up to reckless dissipation.

You forget you have a master here,'' says the tyrant. ''I'll demolish the first who puts me out of temper! I insist on perfect sobriety and silence. Oh, boy! was that you? Frances, darling, pull his hair as you go by; I heard him snap his fingers.'' 'Frances pulled his hair heartily;

El tirano oprime a sus esclavos y éstos no se vuelven contra él; sino que aplastan a los que tienen debajo.

Oh, I'm burning! I wish I were out of doors! I wish I were a girl again, half savage and hardy, and free; and laughing at injuries, not maddening under them! Why am I so changed? why does my blood rush into a hell of tumult at a few words? I'm sure I should be myself were I once among the heather on those hills. Open the window again wide: fasten it open!

She was a wild, wicked, slip of a girl. She burned too bright for this world.

my companion is impatient and proposes that we should appropriate the dairy woman's cloak, and have a scamper on the moors, under its shelter.

i wish i were a girl again, half savage and hardy, and free... (catherine, ch. XII, p. 125)