Quotes About Rebellion

The House of Saud had executed Juhayman. Now they were making his program government policy.

upon that change he passes over to the ranks of the Old Salts and ceases to be a Boot forever. Youth rebels and age conserves; between them, they advance.

These are the tranquillized Fifties,and I am forty. Ought I to regret my seedtime?I was a fire-breathing Catholic C.O.,and made my manic statement,telling off the state and president, and thensat waiting sentence in the bull penbeside a Negro boy with curlicuesof marijuana in his hair.

The twinkling steel above me is a star; I am a fallen Christmas tree. Our car Races through seven red-lights—then the road Is unpatrolled and empty, and a load Of ply-wood with a tail-light makes us slow. I turn and whisper in her ear. You know I want to leave my mother and my wife, You wouldn't have me tied to them for life Ã¢â'¬Â¦ Time runs, the windshield runs with stars.

I would never have done what I'd done if I'd considered my father as somebody I wanted to please.

Anxious, inexperienced writers obey rules. Rebellious, unschooled writers break rules. Artists master the form.

A rule says, "You must do it this way." A principle says, "This works … and has through all remembered time." The difference is crucial. Your work needn't be modeled after the "well-made" play; rather, it must be well made within the principles that shape our art. Anxious, inexperienced writers obey rules. Rebellious, unschooled writers break rules. Artists master the form.

I had never yet done such a thing in life, but now I felt a desire to mock. (In The Court Of The Dragon)

I'm not here to write, I'm here to be mad.

I don't want to go running down some career path—supposedly such a grand enterprise. What's so grand about it: people acquiring crooked backs at an early age from stooping at undersized desks, wrinkled hands, pale faces, mutilated workday trousers, trembling legs, fat bellies, sour stomachs, bald spots upon their skulls, bitter, snappish, leathery, faded, insipid eyes, ravaged brows and the consciousness of having been conscientious fools. No thank you!

Mr. Responsible Media was looking rebellious, but this was my country. I was the Cinnamon Roll Queen and most of those assembled were my devoted subjects.

breaking tradition always comes with a noise like mountains falling.

Charles Bukowski said: 'Some people never go crazy. What truly horrible lives they must lead.

La única manera de lidiar con este mundo sin libertad es volverte tan absolutamente libre que tu mera existencia sea un acto de rebelión».

The only way to deal with an unfree world is to become so absolutely free that your very existence is an act of rebellion.

I don't believe in Our Dark Lord of the Underworld or the rising of the Antichrist, I don't believe in child sacrifice or wild midnight blood rituals, and I don't believe that I can call on the power of Satan to knock some cheerleader off her pyramid. Wearing black felt safe. Wearing it on my skin, the mark of something vicious, that felt right.

They didn't understand. They didn't understand that robbing had nothing to do with what we wanted; it was the dare, the terror, the getting away with it.

Orson Welles] was a man who made the greatest film ever made and was never forgiven for it.

he knows he's running wild--and chooses to, burning up the future years of an empty lifetime for a few flashes of freedom

The heretic is the one who speaks against the community from a place within its territory. He is the enemy within. The heathen, by contrast, is safely behind the walls, excluded by his own invincible arrogance.

The bitter thought against which Don Juan hopelessly rebels is the same thought that contains the promise of Tristan's consolation: the thought of death. Don Juanism and Tristanism are extreme responses to a perception that lies at the root of human attraction and human love: the thought of our common mortality.

I decided that mankind could live better without gods. If I disposed of them all, people could start having can openers and cans to open again, and things like that, without fearing the wrath of Heaven. We've stepped on these poor fools enough. I wanted to give them a chance to be free, to build what they wanted.

Time means a lot to me, paperwork wastes it, and I have always been a firm believer in my right to do anything I cannot be stopped from doing. Which sometimes entails not getting caught at it

What I claim is to live to the full the contradiction of my time, which may well make sarcasm the condition of truth.