Quotes About Rebellion

You said you're not like other men. Well, I'm not like other women-you've said so yourself. I have ambitions as men do. I'm racked with longings. I'm selfish and willful and sometimes deceitful. I rebel. I'm easy to anger. I doubt the ways of God. I'm an outsider everywhere I go. People look on me with derision. And you would still have me?

You do your rebellions any way you can.

I thought of the girl who bathed in a copper tub. I thought of the woman who stole a bullet mold. I loved that girl, that woman.

As long as you live under my roof, you'll do what I say! he shouted. Then I'll find another roof, I thought. You understand me? he said. Yes sir, I understand I said, and I did too. I understand that a new rooftop would do wonders for me.

She couldn't get free and she couldn't pop missus on the back of her head with a cane, but she could take her silk. You do your rebellions any way you can.

It was the most beautiful, wicked blasphemy I'd ever heard.

mauma had found the part of herself that refused to bow and scrape, and once you find that, you got trouble breathing on your neck.

Missus called out to Tomfry, said keep it down, a lady shouldn't know where her bacon comes from. When we heard that, I told Aunt-Sister, missus didn't know what end her bacon went in and what end it came out. Aunt-Sister slapped me into yesterday.

We might stay here the rest of our lives with the sky slammed shut, but mama had found the part of herself that refused to bow and scrape, and once you find that, you got trouble breathing down your neck.

I was willful, impulsive, composed of strange hopes and selfish rebellion. I must have been very hard for her to love.

I ain't sorry for stealing it, just for getting caught." "How come you took it?" "Cause," she said. "Cause I could." Those words stuck with me. Mauma didn't want that cloth, she just wanted to make some trouble. She couldn't get free and she couldn't pop missus on the back of her head with a cane, but she could take her silk. You do your rebellions any way you can.

She was a small, hot-tempered woman who wore a widow's cap with strings floating at her cheeks, and when it was cold, a squirrely fur cloak and tiny fur-lined shoes. She was known to line girls up on the Idle Bench for the smallest infraction and scream at them until they fainted. I despised her, and her "polite education for the female mind," which was composed

I'm racked with longings. I'm selfish and willful and sometimes deceitful. I rebel. I'm easy to anger. I doubt the ways of God. I'm an outsider everywhere I go.

We might stay here the rest of our lives with the sky slammed shut, but mauma had found the part of herself that refused to bow and scrape, and once you find that, you got trouble breathing on your neck.

Mauma didn`t want that cloth, she just wanted to make some trouble. She couldn`t get free and she couldn`t pop missus on the back of her head, but she could take her silk. You do your rebellions any way you can.

She'd started out the morning hating all young men. Then she'd become so angry with her law professor that she'd quit school. Finally, she'd gone to eat rice with a man she didn't know.

When the common soldiers are too strong and their officers too weak, the result is INSUBORDINATION.

All one can say is that this power will be exercised wisely by some, foolishly by others, and that among those who bear arms some will be loyal and others rebellious. [58]

Sometimes the rules don't work. Sometimes the rules cause the anarchy.

All my life I've been well behaved, she said. It's about time I got to push people around and not apologize.

Sometimes the rues don't work. Sometimes the rules cause the anarchy.

To the farmers the new tax was an example of another oppressor telling them what to do and then charging them for it.

I have a message for president snow, you can bomb us but if we burn, you burn with us!

In fact, not only have a good many formerly abused children grown into nonabusing adults, but a number of these parents have great difficulty with even modest, nonphysical methods of disciplining their children. In rebellion against the pain of their own childhoods, these parents shy away both from setting limits and from enforcing them. This, too, can have a negative impact on a child's development, because children need the security of boundaries.