Quotes About Rebellion

I'd rather go outlaw than be a doctor or a lawyer.

Maldita decencia! ¡Maldito manual de Carreño! Por su culpa su cuerpo quedaba destinado a marchitarse poco a poco, sin remedio alguno. ¡Y maldito Pedro tan decente, tan correcto, tan varonil, tan... tan amado! -Tita

You don't want to hear about the time I was a naughty little boy.

So exiled have even basic questions of freedom become from the political vocabulary that they sound musty and ridiculous, and vulnerable to the ultimate badge of shame-'That's so 60's!'-the entire decade having been mocked so effectively that social protest seems outlandish and 'so last century,' just another style excess like love beads and Nehru jackets. No, rebellion won't pose a problem for this social order.

We mutinied quietly, using every lesson we'd been taught by every person who'd ever used us for their own benefit.

Sawyer: Tell me where you are,Keely O´Hare,or I swear to God when I find you-and I will find you-I´ll paddle your ass something fierce. Keely:Oh,I´d like to see you try.

You can't kill us all, human.' He was right. I raised the machine gun a little. 'True, but who's going to be first in line?

I crossed my arms on my stomach. A psychologist would have said I was closed off, uncommunicative. Fuck them.

He doesn't pretend," the punk pixie said. He nodded toward Doyle. "Nice rings. You got anything else pierced?" "Yes," Doyle said. The boy smiled, making the rings in the edge of his nose and his bottom lip curl cheerfully with it. "Me too," he said.

She'd been a good nurse, and now she'd never be a nurse again. She was bitter about it and had turned herself into the slut bride from Planet X, as if even in human form, she wanted people to know what she was now: different, other. Trouble was, she looked like a thousand other teens and early twenties who also wanted to be different and stand out.

them. "I wasn't sure if I was going to be able to leave. I'll gather everyone up, and we'll leave you and your men alone. I'd put a sign above St. Louis for all the hired thugs, if I could." "What would it say?" I asked. "Here is a bigger motherfucker than you are." Jacob

Edward knelt by us, pulling the silver hood off the fire suit. He grinned at me. "Whose the biggest, baddest motherfucking necromancer?" I smiled at him, and said, "This girl." "Damn straight," he said.

For the first time, Mary understood what drove animals to bite the hand that fed them—sheer irritation at being patronized.

I will be a bonfire and dare the world to put me out.

You should have married a nice girl in her twenties so you can have dozens of babies,'Jane Louise said. 'Instead of the president of the Withered Crone Society.

If I ever form a clan, we'll be the anti-cheerleaders and walk under the bleacher forming mild acts of mayhem.

When life sucks, read. They can't yell at you for that. And if they do, then you can ignore them.

Everyone is born a freak, notes Hayley. Every newborn baby, wet and hungry and screaming, is a fresh-hatched freak who wants to have a good time and make the world a better place. . . . Most teenagers wind up in high school. And high school is where the zombification process becomes deadly.

i decapitated dandelions all morning, leaving carnage and death strewn into my path.

Picasso." He whispers like a priest. "Picasso. Who saw the truth. Who painted the truth, molded it, ripped from the earth with two angry hands.

I turned the page in Slaughterhouse Five, a forbidden book at Belmont because we were too young to read about soldiers swearing and bombs dropping and bodies blowing up and war sucking.

Here stands a girl clutching a knife. There is grease on the stove, blood in the air, and angry words piled in the corners.

I'm not wearing this! I shouted. Wear it or die, Mom shouted back.

I just do what I'm told. If I felt like talking, I would explain that she couldn't pay me enough to play on her basketball team. All that running? Sweating? Getting knocked around by genetic mutants? I don't think so.