Quotes About Rebellion

When you know you have unconditional love, there is no point in rebellion and no need to fear failure. I was free to follow my instincts, enjoy my life, and love my parents as much as they loved me.

I'll die on my feet before I'll live on my knees!

That discourse one might call the poetry of transgression is also knowledge. He who transgresses not only breaks a rule. He goes somewhere that the others are not; and he knows something the others don't know.

When my face is flushed with blood, it becomes red and obscene. It betrays at the same time, through morbid reflexes, a bloody erection and a demanding thirst for indecency and criminal debauchery.

Though the immediate impression of rebellion may obscure the fact, the task of authentic literature is nevertheless only conceivable in terms of a desire for fundamental communication with the reader.

I have in my mind an obscenity so great that I could vomit the most dreadful words and it wouldn't be enough!

The taboo does not banish the transgression but, on the contrary, depends upon it, just as the transgression depends on the existence of the taboo: "The transgression does not deny the taboo but transcends it and completes it

What seems to be unspeakable weakness can sometimes be just distaste for the generally accepted morality.

A poet doesn't justify-he doesn't accept-nature completely. True poetry is outside laws. But poetry ultimately accepts poetry.

Love is rebellious bird that nobody can tame, and it's all in vain to call it if it chooses to refuse.

L'amour est enfant de Bohême, Il n'a jamais jamais connu de loi. Si tou ne m'aimes pas, je t'aime. Si je t'aime, prends garde à toi!

Si vergognava di averle ascoltate senza ribellarsi, odiava il Tony che in piedi davanti allo specchio si tamponava il sangue sul labbro, fiero di starsene tutto nudo in un raggio di sole, di essere un bel maschio che si lasciava ammirare, fiero di vedere il suo sperma colare dalla vulva di una femmina. - La camera azzurra

Maigret avait déjà tenté de faire admettre par d'autres, y compris par des hommes d'expérience, que ceux qui dégringolent, en particulier ceux qui mettent un acharnement morbide à descendre toujours plus bas et qui se salissent à plaisir, sont presque toujours des idéalistes.

Is it not unsupportable to be held down to a canter when you long to gallop for miles?

My dear girl, you don't consent to an abduction! You consent to an elopement, and I knew you wouldn't do that.

What brings you here, Kit? No wish to offend you, but not quite the thing, you know!' Her lip trembled. She replied with a catch in her voice: 'I am running away!' 'Oh, running away!' said Mr Standen, satisfied.

Let me tell you, my girl, that I'm swallowing no more of your insults! And if I hear another word from you in disparagement of the Corinthian set it will be very much the worse for you!

I do not like your name, sir," she answered. "There was no thought of pleasing you when I was christened." he quoted lazily.

If,said the Dowager, after a pregnant silence, I had ever dared to speak so to my grandmother, I should have been soundly whipped and confined to my bedchamber on bread-and-water for a sennight! The gravity vanished from Cressy's face. no, would you, Ma'am? How very brave your parents must have been!

Nothing doing. I've no doubt you think I should look noble as a sacrifice. But I've never wanted to look noble, and I won't be made to. -- Neville Fletcher

I don't care! I'd rather walk all the way to London than stay here now!' 'It's an engaging thought,' said Stephen. 'Orphan of the Storm.

Vicky had enlivened the Sabbath by coming down to breakfast in abbreviated tennis-shorts, and a sleeveless shirt.

Long before the season ended - if not before it start! - Damerel would be heaven knows where, strewing rose-leaves about for some abandoned male to tread on! Well, one thing at least I'm determined on! if he *must* indulge in such wasteful habits he shall strew his rose-leaves for me to tread upon, not one of his ridiculous Paphians!

Well of course it did and it would have made any man feel just as I did! I told Mama - perfectly politely! that it was enough to make me jump on the Bristol coach, and ship aboard the first packet bound for America, or anywhere else that Bristol boats sail to,because I would rather live in the Antipodes than have Cordelia hanging around my neck...