Quotes About Rebellion

Howard, everything you've done in your life is wrong according to the stated ideals of mankind. And here you are. And somehow it seems a huge joke on the whole world.

You honest men are such a problem and such a headache. But we knew you'd slip sooner or later—and this is just what we wanted. You seem to be pleased about it. Don't I have good reason to be? But, after all, I did break one of your laws. Well, what do you think they're for?

We are one of the Damned.

I am done with this creed of corruption.

Si viese usted a Atlas, el gigante que sostiene al mundo sobre sus hombros, si usted viese que él estuviese de pie, con la sangre latiendo en su pecho, con sus rodillas doblándose, con sus brazos temblando, pero todavía intentando mantener al mundo en lo alto con sus últimas fuerzas, y cuanto mayor sea su esfuerzo, mayor es el peso que el mundo carga sobre sus hombros, ¿qué le diría usted que hiciese? [...] Que se rebele.

But, after all, I did break one of your laws." "Well, what do you think they're for?

What is my life, if I am but to bow, to agree, and to obey?

Your eyes are as a flame, but our brothers have neither hope nor fire. Your mouth is cut of granite but our brothers are soft and humble. Your head is high, but our brothers cringe. You walk, but our brothers crawl. We wish to be Damned with you, rather than blessed with all our brothers. Do as you please with us, but do not send us away from you.

only gesture of protest open to me. What else could I offer you? The things people sacrifice are so little. I'll give you my marriage to Peter Keating. I'll refuse to permit myself happiness in their world. I'll take suffering. That will be my answer to them, and my gift to you. I shall probably never see you again. I shall try not to. But I will live for you, through every minute and every shameful act I take, I will live for you in my own way, in the only way I can.

es imposible que la gente viva sin quebrantar alguna ley.

She's like nothing you bastards ever dreamed of!

Many men in the Homes of the Scholars have had strange new ideas in the past," said Solidarity 8-1164, "but when the majority of their brother Scholars voted against them, they abandoned their ideas, as all men must.

Now project what would happen if the technique of the Berkeley rebellion were repeated on a national scale.

Estamos en huelga contra el martirio y contra el código moral que lo exige, contra quienes creen que uno debe existir sólo para beneficiar a otros y contra esa moral de caníbales, tanto si se practica de un modo material como espiritual.

Have you always liked being Howard Roark?" Roark smiled. The smile was amused, astonished, involuntarily contemptuous.

the proof of an achieved self-esteem is your soul's shudder of contempt and rebellion against the role of a sacrificial animal, against the vile impertinence of any creed that proposes to immolate the irreplaceable value which is your consciousness and the incomparable glory which is your existence

Living in the Islamic Republic is like having sex with a man you loathe.

Fiction is an antidote, a reminder of the power of individual choice. Every novel has at its core a choice by at least one of its protagonists, reminding the reader that she can choose to be her own person, to go against what her parents or society or the state tell her to do and follow the faint but essential beat of her own heart.

Even the mild-mannered Sophia Western of Tom Jones and Richardson's annoyingly pious Clarissa Harlow distinguished themselves by saying no to the authority of their parents, their societies, and norms and demanding to marry the man they chose. Perhaps it was exactly because women were deprived of so much in their real lives that they became so subversive in the realm of fiction, refusing the authority imposed on them, breaking out of old structures, not submitting.

These women, genteel and beautiful, are the rebels who say no to the choices made by silly mothers, incompetent fathers (there are seldom any wise fathers in Austen's novels) and the rigidly orthodox society. They risk ostracism and poverty to gain love and companionship, and to embrace that elusive goal at the heart of democracy: the right to choose.

But it was women like Rudabeh who planted in my mind the idea of a different kind of woman whose courage is private and personal. Without making any grand claims, without aiming to save humanity or defeat the forces of Satan, these women were engaged in a quiet rebellion, courageous not because it would get them accolades, but because they could not be otherwise. If they were limited and vulnerable, it was an audacious vulnerability, transcending the misogyny of their creator and his times.

La curiosità è insubordinazione allo stato puro.

La curiosité, disait-elle, est la forme la plus pure de l'insoumission.

What choice does the king have but to kick the poets and storytellers out of his republic? And what choice does the poet have but to destabilize the philosopher king's power by speaking the truth?