Quotes About Rebellion

There will be a ten percent surcharge for resisting arrest

She opened her mouth once to speak, closed it, then finally ripped out, "Why aren't you on your way home? I gave you an order, Lieutenant!" Stuben, anticipating a warmer reception, was momentarily nonplussed. "We took a vote," he said simply, as though it explained everything. Cordelia

In fifteen years, all those disturbing biological blobs would be out on Kareenburg's streets, wearing strange fashions, listening to annoying music, and disagreeing politically with their beleaguered parents.

Am I to form myself into the pattern of a perfect Barrayaran maiden like trying to work a magic spell for absolution? I could spend my whole life working out that ritual and not come to the end of it, damn it!

I'll lay it out straight, then. I don't like the way things are run around here. Oliver's mouth twisted sardonically; he did not comment aloud. He didn't need to. I'm going to change them, Miles added. Shit, said Oliver, and rolled back over. Starting here and now. After a moment's silence Oliver added, Go away or I'll pound you. Suegar

Bothari nearly choked at the suggestion. "I swear I'll knock you down and sit on you if you go near those suits," he snarled. "Insubordination, Sergeant," Miles hissed back.

Miles stood with his legs slightly apart, threw back his head, and stared up with equal force. The man seemed totally oblivious to Miles's collar tabs. Exasperated, Miles snapped, "Are all the keepers on vacation, or is anybody actually running this bloody zoo?

We soldiers knew next to nothing about what was going on in the centres of power. We received so many orders and counter-orders that there were times when we did not obey any of them at all, knowing that they were likely to be countermanded almost immediately.

Roza didn't want to go, and she made the woman promise to let her ride the horse again. It was apparently called "Russia" because it was very big, a complete liability, and always going where it wasn't wanted.

After a few days, I mused, I would have no trouble. Whoever heard of a revolution of fat men?

the world has always needed is more heretics and less authority.

the Viper who had plans to invade America from within. Using money as a weapon, he controlled newspaper, radio and recording businesses to further his propaganda efforts and incite an internal rebellion.

Whoever heard of a revolution of fat men?

When the Emancipation Proclamation went into effect, on January 1, 1863, Abbott wrote from the front to his aunt to explain that "[t]he president's proclamation is of course received with universal disgust, particularly the part which enjoins officers to see that it is carried out. You may be sure that we shan't see to any thing of the kind, having decidedly too much reverence for the constitution.

He's not my dad," Kaira said. "Just because he married my— As soon as I turn eighteen I'm firing his ass! Then I'll call you.

Kaira sat on the floor and ate her ice cream right out of the carton.

Broken bones and blood and gore, blood and gore, blood and gore. Broken bones and blood and gore, my fair lady. "We don't have no school no more, school no more, school no more. We don't have no school no more, my fair lady.

You should remember that you're a young lady. I'm not! And if turning up my hair makes me one, I'll wear it in two tails till I'm twenty!

I hate ordinary people!

Jo carried her love of liberty and hate of conventionalities to such and unlimited extent that she naturally found herself worsted in an argument.

I don't believe fine young ladies enjoy themselves a bit more than we do, in spite of our burned hair, old gowns, one glove apiece and tight slippers that sprain our ankles when we are silly enough to wear them.

You have been running, Jo. How could you? When will you stop such romping ways?" "Never till I'm stiff and old and have to use a crutch. Don't try to make me grow up before my time, Meg. It's hard enough to have you change all of a sudden. Let me be a little girl as long as I can.

Jo immediately sat up, put her hands in her pockets, and began to whistle. "Don't, Jo. It's so boyish!" "That's why I do it.

Because, dear, I don't think you suited to one another. As friends you are very happy, and your frequent quarrels soon blow over, but I fear you would both rebel if you were mated for life. You are too much alike and too fond of freedom, not to mention hot tempers and strong wills, to get on happily together, in a relation which needs infinite patience and forbearance, as well as love.