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Quotes About Rebellion

A Dios, como al doctor Frankenstein su monstruo, el hombre se le fue de la smanos.
~ Fernando Vallejo
There aren't many poster children for cool angst. Everybody thinks it's cool if you're the bad girl.
~ Fiona Apple
Do I wanna do right, of course but do I really wanna feel Im forced to answer you, hell no. Ive acquired quite a taste for a well-made mistake, I wanna make a mistake.
~ Fiona Apple Maggart
Sometimes he'd get annoyed at it, want to be left alone, wished he'd gone skateboarding, but mostly not.
~ Fiona Shaw
One day, a boy decided to break the rules. Like in most children's stories, he then had an adventure. This experience taught the boy that those aforementioned rules were there for a reason. But he also learned another important lesson... that one should break rules as often as possible. Because who the hell doesn't want to have an adventure?
~ Fiona Staples
Seen from the angle of someone about to plunge headlong into it, the turbulent stream of Balkan history had a new fascination. The details were as confusing as ever, but certain basic characteristics, certain constantly recurring themes, seemed to run right through the bewildering succession of war and rebellion, heroism, treachery and intrigue. In these might lie the key to much that was now happening.
~ Fitzroy MacLean
When I was in jail, I was a lot of people's favorite person. I practically ran the jail. I had more freedom than the police.
~ Flavor Flav
Isolated, she managed somehow to feel free—albeit with a freedom that made her want to smash a hole in the very center of the universe.
~ Flora Rheta Schreiber
I'd rather rot on my own floor than be found by a bunch of bingo players in a nursing home.
~ Florence King
There is nothing like good food, good wine, and a bad girl.
~ Fortune cookie
Drill sergeant kids, who did a lot of saluting when they were young, will do a lot of saluting when teenagers, but the salute is different: a raised fist or a crude gesture involving the middle finger.
~ Foster W. Cline
Teens often resent guidelines and rebel at firm limits because they've grown to think differently than when they were younger.
~ Foster W. Cline
Comment ai-je pu laisser les apparences dicter ma vie à ce point-là? On dit souvent qu'« il faut sauver les apparencez ». Moi je dis qu'il faut les assassiner car c'est le sen moyen d'être sauvé. »
~ Frédéric Beigbeder
Tout est permis, personne ne vient t'engueuler si tu fous le bordel. Le système a atteint son but : même la désobéissance est devenue une forme d'obéissance.
~ Frédéric Beigbeder
Mesajul c?r?ii? (,,De veghe în lanul de secar?") Fie de conformezi stilului de via?? al clasei de mijloc, fie sfâr?e?ti la azil. Îcepând din 1951, orizontul spiritelor libere în sistemul capitalist este spitalul de psihiarie.
~ Frédéric Beigbeder
Mi juventud no ha sido más que un largo suicidio. Me apresuraba a desagradar sólo por el temor de desagradar naturalmente.
~ Francois Mauriac
May the fire of St. Anthony fly up thy fundament.
~ Francois Rabelais
Go hang yourselves [critics]… you shall never want rope enough.
~ Francois Rabelais
There was a hunger in her, and girls were not supposed to be hungry. They were supposed to nibble sparingly when at table, and their minds were supposed to be satisfied with a slim diet too.
~ Frances Hardinge
It was all very well being told that she could do nothing to make things better. Neverfell did not have the kind of mind that could take that quietly. She did not have the kind of mind that could be quiet at all.
~ Frances Hardinge
But I don't want to be grateful. I'm tired of being kicked about like a pebble, and told that I have to be happy that it's no worse. I've had enough. It's time the pebble kicked back.
~ Frances Hardinge
Mosca sniffed at perfection. Perfection had no pulse and no heart.
~ Frances Hardinge
Once again Toll-by-Night had burst out of its captivity, like a monstrous jack from an innocent-looking box. And this time Mosca was a part of it.
~ Frances Hardinge
I'm going to get out. Her spirits lurched unsteadily into the air like a wounded pigeon. I'm going to get out of this wormpit of a town. And I will never, never come back here again.
~ Frances Hardinge