Quotes About Rebellion

fuck money, I don't rap for dead presidents, I'd rather see the president dead, it's never been said, but I set precedents.

If I'm garbage, you're a bunch of maggots.

White boy, white boy, you're a rockstar

Do you remember, we used to long to cut our hair, dress in boy's clothes, and run off to the gipsies? Irresponsible, we were told, and dangerous. No, the real danger is that running away to the gipsies is fairy food. Had we done it, neither of us would have thought of coming back.

If I can't dance I don't want to be in your revolution.

The keynote of government is injustice.

If I can't dance to it, it's not my revolution.

The greater the mental charlatan, the more definite his insistence on the wickedness and weaknesses of human nature. Yet how can anyone speak of it today, with every soul in a prison, with every heart fettered, wounded, and maimed?... With human nature caged in a narrow space, whipped daily into submission, how can we speak of its potentialities?

If I can't dance to it, it's not my revolution.

The most unpardonable sin in society is independence of thought.

The strongest bulwark of authority is uniformity; the least divergence from it is the greatest crime.

Piracy is our only option.

I Don't Need the nicotene patch, Penny - I smoke cigarettes.

Jane reminds us that God is in his heaven, the monarch on his throne and the pelvis firmly beneath the ribcage. Apparently rock and roll liberated the pelvis and it hasn't been the same since.

To be honest, I've always had far too much freedom. I had a job when I was 10. I started living on my own when I was 17 or 18. I've earned my own money I've traveled the world. What would I rebel against?

My schoolmates would make love to anything that moved, but I never saw any reason to limit myself.

When the cat's away the mice will play.

It wasn't a bit of good fighting grown-ups. They could do exactly as they liked.

Se il vecchio Alex pedalava con l'energia disperata d'un Girardengo appena appena più basso e rock, non era solo per andare a un appuntamento, ma per allontanarsi da bordo ring, converrete. In ogni caso, stava pur sempre per incontrare Adelaide e così quel matto pedalava dinamico come nessuno, e mentre pedalava cantava White Man In Hammersmith Palais con voce bassa e stonata.

Splendido. Datemi solo delle revolverate un po' all'impazzata, qui. Grazie. Tipo My Way di Vicious. Fate fuoco quando volete.

Non sono mica tanto diversi, il jazz e il punk, si diceva alle volte. Pensaci, c'è la stessa emarginazione, dentro, la stessa rabbia. E c'è l'eroina dietro a tutti e due.

Vivevano il loro strano sogno e si raccontavano tutto e camminavano e parlavano e ridevano e camminavano e parlavano contro tutto il già visto come in un lungo sogno, quei matti. E poi, e poi.

La vida merece la pena cuando hay retos, grandes desafíos, y rebeldías nobles que llevan a apostar por conseguir ser lo mejor posible.

Los tiranos creen que el poder se conserva a punta de bayoneta. En México no es así: basta con repartir a la masa un puñado de cohetes y unos barriles de pulque.