Quotes About Rebellion

What are kings good for, from the perspective of the common people, except dragging your folk off to fight in other kings' wars?

Maybe rebellion had gotten its teeth into her soul.

She had controlled him. Down to the breath he drew. He'd thanked her for it, and it hadn't been enough for her. Fair enough. He had, after all, defied her in the end.

My type of woman. Damn it to the Well.

Caitlin Conn was a lousy liar. In her father's house, refusing to lie had been rebellion, and under those circumstances the small rebellions kept one sane. You asserted any control you could; you defended any part of your identity you could own. Lying would have been safer, it would have diverted Alasdair's attention.

Arms folded across her rib cage, chin drifted, Perceval could have been a statue labeled defiance.

It's an auspicious night for the overthrow of regimes.

She let her hand slide across the tailored dark fabric of his trousers before leaning back, curling against the arm of the loveseat in a manner that would have horrified her tutors.

She didn't know how close to the heresy of the Go-Backs she trod.

If the petty rebellion makes you feel better, Casey, by all means, indulge yourself.

Young girls like the excess of any quality. Without knowing, they want to suffer, to suffer they must exaggerate; they like to have loud chords struck upon them. Loving art better than life they need men to be actors; only an actor moves them, with his telling smile, undomestic, out of touch with the everyday that they dread. They love to enjoy love as a system of doubts and shocks. They are right; not seeking husbands yet, they have no reason to see love socially.

Within her the core of rebellion hardened. She would dress as she chose, because clothes and appearance were part of a woman's armor in this world whether Bernard of Clairvaux approved or not.

Within her the core of rebellion hardened. She would dress as she chose, because clothes and appearance were part of a woman's armor in this world

The children either become like their parents or else they flee in the opposite direction.

She had the courage that accepts instantly, without recoil, and the reverence in love that towards man is without possessiveness and towards God without rebellion

This isn't normal. This isn't how normal people think. Fuck off, world--what the hell is normal anyway?

She laughed at bad jokes, stayed out too late, and overslept too often. Charity Hill loved holidays and she hated budgets and the alarm clock.

That's Lucifer's heresy—that God didn't make the world, only found it. And that when He made angels it was an attempt to discover how people worked by copying them.

Not all angels come from Heaven,' Xas said. Then, 'I'm a fallen angel.

Some of us aren't meant to belong. Some of us have to turn the world upside down and shake the hell out of it until we make our own place in it.

I'm someone who's done the opposite of whatever the received wisdom is, to keep your career going into your 50s.

Part of her wanted to do all the normal bridely things and the other part wanted to embrace her disdain for everything of the sort.

If all else fails, we will simply have to drug our attendants, overpower the guards, raise the oppressed peasants to arms, and take over the government.

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