Quotes About Rebellion

In fact, the terror of the public execution created centres of illegality: on execution days, work stopped, the taverns were full, the authorities were abused, insults or stones were thrown at the executioner, the guards and the soldiers; attempts were made to seize the condemned man, either to save him or to kill him more surely; fights broke out, and there was no better prey for thieves than the curious throng around the scaffold.

Là où il y a pouvoir, il y a résistance.

The demand [exigence] for an identity and the injunction to break that identity, both feel, in the same way abusive.

Why will you not just accept what is? You have done as you will in my domain. I have exacted no price for actions that would be the death of any other. Why? I am your enemy here!

Did anyone think this canon of druggie men were out of control? Only in the most admirable of ways! Out of control like a shaman or a space explorer, like a magician sawing himself in half. Out of control like a poet.

Michelle had great admiration for criminals and crime, though only from a distance.

Sometime the shittiest, most oppressive thing about being a girl is how good you're supposed to be all the time. And sometime that feeling of an enforced, expected goodness can come from feminism. The thing about being a poet, an artist, a writer is you can't be good. You shouldn't have to be good. You should, for the sake of your art, your soul, and your life go through significant periods of time when you are defying many notions of goodness.

Writing was the antijob, the fuck you to all jobs, her claim on her autonomy, what kept her feral and free.

I concluded that, unhappily, I'd been born into a world dominated by a rampaging monster called 'law' that was both all-powerful and all-stupid

Cut the crap, no-bullshit rock'n'roll, no arguments allowed, mate.

Fuck you, says Iron Maiden.

God, but it was fun! It was the way I liked it. No arguing, no talking to the stupid peasants. I just walked into that room with a tommy gun and shot their guts out. They never thought that there were people like me in this country. They figured us all to be soft as horse manure and just as stupid.

All right, you conniving little punks, I'll play ball, but I'm going to make up a lot of rules you never heard of. You think I'm cornered and it'll be a soft touch. Well, you won't be playing with a guy who's a hero. You'll be up against a guy with a mind gone rotten and a lust for killing! That's the way I was and that's the way I like it!

En nuestra tradición esta rebelión representa el nacimiento de un guerrero tolteca: cuando reconocemos el mecanismo al que estamos sometidos y elegimos no creer en él, con lo que iniciamos una guerra interna para alcanzar nuestra libertad personal.

I will withhold death from you as long as you obey my one command. Bow down to no one. Worship no one. Not even me. Do you understand?

Melatih seorang perempuan dalam seni kematian! Hal seperti ini menentang semua konvensi, semua kepatutan - Imam Basur

Don't talk about life or death She said I've had enough of both A girl called Johnny who Was not scared They would have torn her to pieces but Who would dare?

Ce gamin de 20 ans se fit remarquer dès sa tendre enfance, par d'étranges dispositions. C'était un rêveur, un original. Une jeune fille tomba amoureuse de lui ; il la prit, et la vendit à une maison close.

Ah, so?!' Ivan said, turning around with a wild and hunted look. 'Well, then… Goodbye!' And he rushed head first into the windowblind. The crash was rather forceful, but the glass behind the blind gave no crack, and in an instant Ivan Nikolaevich was struggling in the hands of the orderlies. He gasped, tried to bite, shouted: 'So that's the sort of windows you've got here!

To rebel against being born a woman seemed as foolish to her as to take pride in it.

We've known for a long time that it was no longer possible to overturn this world, nor reshape it, nor head off its dangerous headlong rush. There's been only one possible resistance: to not take it seriously.

What we have not chosen we cannot consider either our merit or our failure... To rebel against being born a woman seemed as foolish to her as to take pride in it.

Being a woman is a fate Sabina did not choose. What we have not chosen we cannot consider either to our merit or our failure. Sabina believed that she had to assume to correct attitude to her unchosen faith. To rebel against being born a woman seemed as foolish to her as taking pride in it.

She had come to him to escape her mother's world, a world where all bodies were equal. She had come to him to make her body unique, irreplaceble. But he, too had drawn an equal sign between her and the rest of them: he kissed them all alike, stroked them all alike, made no, absolutely no distiction between Tereza's body and the other bodies. He sent her back to the world she tried to escape, sent to march naked with the other naked women