Quotes About Rebellion

Two teenage boys have tattoos on their necks, instantly halving the alienation they'd hoped to achieve.

She gained fame in 1895 when she became the third woman to scale the Matterhorn—and the second to do so in trousers, at a time when women could be arrested for wearing them in public.

Not a bird, not a plane, a girl - just without a grain of gravity.

To contrive a little kingdom, in the midst of the universal muck, then shit on it, ah that was me all over.

I am the enfant terrible of literature and science. If I cannot, and I know I cannot, get the literary and scientific big-wigs to give me a shilling, I can, and I know I can, heave bricks into the middle of them.

I have never written on any subject unless I believed that the authorities on it were hopelessly wrong.

We are Republicans, and don't propose to leave our party and identify ourselves with the party whose antecedents have been Rum, Romanism, and Rebellion.

I went out to Charing Cross, to see Major-General Harrison hanged, drawn, and quartered; which was done there, he looking as cheerful as any man could do in that condition.

Son, this whole town's my personal urinal. Makes me feel like I own it, pissin' all over the fuckin' thing.

This, I suppose, makes me such a sauce-box, and bold-face, and a creature, and all because I won't be a sauce-box and bold-face indeed.

Mrs Strange insisted that the entire class slant their lined paper to the left at a 45-degree angle so that our script lurched away from the centre as if keen to escape. They say your handwriting says a lot about you. I think mine says a lot about Mrs Strange.

I was a brownie for a day. My mom made me stop. She didn't want me to conform.

I basically became a cheerleader because I had a very strict mom. That was my way of being a bad girl.

This was starting to be fun--strange and wealthy men barking instructions at me, and me ignoring those instructions. Not a bad hobby.

Because we'd all been handed heaven on a silver platter, and instead we'd kicked it away and asked for hell.

Why the hell shouldn't I run away with the circus?

And then I laugh, because it's so ridiculous and so gorgeous and it's all I an do to not melt into a fit of giggles. So what if I'm ninety-three? So what if I'm ancient and cranky and my body's a wreck? If they're willing to accept me and my guilty conscience, why the hell shouldn't I run away with the circus? It's like Charlie told the cop. For this old man, this IS home.

I live to defy y'all's expectations.

Let's punk this bitch. - Nisha

I've always been attracted to stories about rebels - things that are unusual and sometimes dangerous.

When you think about the period in which Agatha Christie's crime novels were written, they are actually quite edgy for the time.

I had never done anything yet that was conventional – why should the love of my life be any different?

Look at you!Defiant,fiery,fearless,your face flushed,your skin glowing with anger,your body suffused with an energy i could touch-my sweet sexy Ellen,you`re provoking me even now." -Addan de Torre

The various governments of various worlds, no matter how different, all agreed on one thing: people should not be able to disappear from the radar and stop being traced. Because that denied government's ability to identify troublemakers and rebels, criminals and those who simply wanted to be left alone. And that would not be permitted.