Quotes About Rebellion

Whenever "everyone" is doing something, I seek to avoid it. But whenever someone tells me not to do something, that thing has a way of becoming the only thing that I want to do. I

Whenever "everyone" is doing something, I seek to avoid it. But whenever someone tells me not to do something, that thing has a way of becoming the only thing that I want to do.

When a woman changes her hair what she's really saying to fate is, no. I refuse to be defined by those terms.

Otulissa swelled up to twice her normal size. 'Well, SPRINK ON YOUR SPRONK!

But now that she had achieved knighthood, and thought and acted as she wanted and decided, for one has to act in this way in order to save this world, she neither noticed nor cared that all the people around her thought she was insane.

I need anything, anything that will stop me from living in the kind of death the bourgeois eat, the death called comfort.

The pirates had it right from the beginning.

My story is a perfect example of how, early in our lives, we follow the rules set down by those who come before us—often without questioning why these rules are in place. However, when we observe our circumstances, we may find that the rules keep the current ruler in power—not for the good of the whole, but for the good of the one or the few.

I felt like I was ten again and had been caught using my uncle's Cuban cigars as miniature canoes in the toilet.

Unexpected Penis is my grunge band name

Wes slid two more cigarettes out of the pack, offering one to me. "I don't smoke." "Why not? It gives you superpowers, you know." "What? Like cancer?" I said

And you over there, the one always straying from the rules…we will come for you soon. (heart) You know…you can't live here anymore, don't you? (heart)

The rules say you have to be tall and thin and blonde and beautiful and not very smart and never want anything that you can't get from a man. So why the hell would I want to follow the rules?

Here's what Mike knew about kids: They did stupid stuff. Pretty much all of them.

Where is she? Not in the box. You cannot rest in a box.

She hangs around with this emo kid who fancies himself a poet or some shit.

Find a good teacher, as I found for my sons. I feel the worst thing you can do is to try and teach your own children yourself, because there is a natural rebellion that occurs.

You all got on this boat for different reasons, but you all come to the same place. So now I'm asking more of you than I have before. Maybe all. 'Cause as sure as I know anything, I know this: They will try again. Maybe on another world, maybe on this very ground, swept clean. A year from now, ten, they'll swing back to the belief that they can make people—better. And I do not hold to that. So no more running. I aim to misbehave.

Back when he was a kid, about eleven years old, he used to go looking for cars that had "No Radio in Car" signs on them. He'd take a removable radio, of a type that was very popular at the time, and throw it as hard as he could at the car window with a note wrapped around it that read, now you have one.

Rock and Roll: Music for the neck downwards.

If you're going to kick authority in the teeth, you might as well use two feet.

We bought Candy Twirls and Bull's-Eyes and Licorice & Blackcurrant. We weren't going to lower ourselves and score at the supermarket, were we?

A familiar Gusism was to greet a friend with 'Hello, don't be a cunt all yer life.

They'd call us girls because of the long hair. "How you doing, girls? Dance with me?" Hair… the little things that you wouldn't think about that changed whole cultures. The way they reacted to our looks in certain parts of London then was not much different from the way they reacted to us in the South. "Hello, darling," and all that shit.