Quotes About Rebellion

Repent, Harlequin, said the Ticktock Man. Get stuffed, the Harlequin replied.

the machine masturbated and we had to take it or die.

Entertain, yes. That goes without saying. But a good writer does that automatically, it's built into the machine. Telling a thumpingly good, mesmerizing story is what one does without question. But beyond that, any writer worth his/her hire knows that all writing, one way or another, is subversive. It is guerrilla warfare against the status quo .

Uh, excuse me, sir, I, uh, don't known how to uh, to uh, tell you this, but you were three minutes late. The schedule is a little, uh, bit off. He grinned sheepishly. That's ridiculous! murmured the Ticktockman behind his mask. Check your watch. And then he went into his office, going mrmee, mrmee, mrmee, mrmee.

You're a nonconformist." "That didn't used to be a felony." "It is now. Live in the world around you.

She thinks we were all killed when they made the Great Sweep, but I escaped in the mud.

He withdrew, murmuring to hell with you. And added, brightly, but then you're there, aren't you.

He withdrew, murmuring to hell with you. And added, brightly, but then you're there, aren't you.

He withdrew, murmuring to hell with you. And added, brightly, but then you're there, aren't you. The

Master Timekeeper: Not everyone thinks so. Most people enjoy order. Harlequin: I don't, and most of the people I know don't. Master Timekeeper: That's not true. How do you think we caught you? Harlequin: I'm not interested. Master Timekeeper: A girl named pretty Alice told us who you were. Harlequin: That's a lie. Master Timekeeper: It's true. You unnerve her. She wants to belong, she wants to conform, I'm going to turn you off.

Und so sagte ich ihr, dass ich ihrem Daddy wehtun müsste, damit wir fliehen könnten, und da trat ein Ausdruck in ihre Augen, den ich gut kannte. Denn trotz ihrer Wohlanständigkeit mochte Quilla June ihren gottesfürchtigen Daddy nicht besonders gern.

Lawrence will go on burying his own undertakers.

Every poet begins (however 'unconsciously') by rebelling more strongly against the fear of death than all other men and women do.

disobedience, refusal to work, refusal to answer when spoken to, and a determination not to succeed.

Mutual defiance made them alike.

I don't hafta take his sass

Some folks don't like the way I live. Now I could say the hell with 'em, I don't care if they don't like it. I do say I don't care if they don't like it, right enough - but I don't say the hell with 'em, see?

but you know they're still doing it. Stoppin' 'em just made 'em go underground. Bill says he wouldn't be surprised if there was another Nat Turner Uprisin', we're sittin' on a keg of dynamite and we just might as well be ready," Hester said.

I wasn't supposed to be doing things that required pants.

it was written on the Rosetta Stone that when children disobeyed their parents, smoked cigarettes and made war on each other, the seasons would change:

Aunty, it's easy to tell somebody what to do - But very hard to make them do it. That's the cause of most trouble in this world, people not doing as they're told.

you've got to do something about her," Aunty was saying. "You've let things go on too long, Atticus, too long." "I don't see any harm in letting her go out there. Cal'd look after her there as well as she does here." Who was the "her" they were talking about? My heart sank: me. I felt the starched walls of a pink cotton penitentiary closing in on me, and for the second time in my life I thought of running away. Immediately.

Out of what I knew not, yet I did not believe that twelve years of unrelieved boredom was exactly what the state had in mind for me.

I felt the starched walls of a pink cotton penitentiary closing in on me, and for the second time in my life I thought of running away.