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Quotes About Rebellion

To have a simple, untroubled faith, you must keep your spiritual innocence. That requires avoiding cynicism and criticism. This is the day of the cynics, the critics, and the pickle-suckers. Criticism is the forerunner of divorce, the cultivator of rebellion, sometimes a catalyst that leads to failure. In the Church, it sows the seed of inactivity and finally apostasy.
~ Gordon B. Hinckley
there needs to be greater economic and social development in the north. Without positive change and growth, it is likely that another Tuareg rebellion will occur. And next time, the Islamists will likely be more prepared.
~ Gordon Chang
When they find what they don't like , they destroy it. Because it scares them-and you girls would scare them as much as anything they've ever seen.' 'Why?' asked Isobel. 'Because . . . because of what they believe.
~ Gordon Dahlquist
we should listen to Leon Trotsky. "Revolution is impossible until it is inevitable," he told us.
~ Gordon G. Chang
The escape from habitual culture must always be temporary if you expect to be permitted back into that culture.
~ Gordon MacKenzie
Sir Brian told him in fulsome scatological terms what he could do with his lineage.
~ Gordon R. Dickson
Damn the expurgated books! I say damn 'em! The dirtiest book in all the world is the expurgated book.
~ Walt Whitman, 1888
Whenever you find that you are on the side of the majority, it is time to reform (or pause & reflect).
~ Mark Twain, 1905
Revolutions are not made with rose water.
~ Latin proverb
Love the earth and sun and animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people... re-examine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your soul, and your very flesh shall be a great poem...
~ Walt Whitman
a starched collar affected him as a renunciation of freedom.
~ Jack London
non bisogna essere schiavi che della bellezza. La serva e mandi al diavolo la folla imbecille. Il successo!
~ Jack London
It was not a column, but a mob, an awful river that filled the street, the people of the abyss, mad with drink and wrong, up at last and roaring for the blood of their masters. I had seen the people of the abyss before, gone through its ghettos, and thought I knew it; but I found that I was now looking on it for the first time. Dumb apathy had vanished. It was now dynamic—a fascinating spectacle of dread.
~ Jack London
This is the revolution, my masters. Stop it if you can.
~ Jack London
Donald L. Rider was a guy, just a guy, it seemed, if you didn't know his FBI record which reached from Phoenix, Arizona, to Helena, Montana. By the age of nineteen, in just two exuberant years, he had worked at robbery, burglary, car theft, jail escape, and strongarm terrorism.
~ Jack Webb
Hear, hear.' Sister Martha hoisted her water glass. 'Let the rigid stick of self-righteousness be dislodged from her very uptight ass.' Father Ramon coughed. 'A-fucking-men,' Loup supplied helpfully.
~ Jacqueline Carey
Spontaneity is the province of youth
~ Jacqueline Carey
If the greatest danger one faces as a slave is displeasing one's masters, this is the second: pleasing them.
~ Jacqueline Carey
Thou art the shoals on which Caliban wilt dash his heart to pieces.
~ Jacqueline Carey
The edge between love and hate is honed finer than the keenest fletchett. She told me something like that, once, but I dared not think on such things, with her name so close to my tongue. She told me too that it was not my acquiescence that interested her, but my rebellion. That was the thing that set her apart from the others, who failed to see where it lay. That was the thing that terrified me. -Chapter 67
~ Jacqueline Carey
Love as thou wilt. They are fools, who reckon Elua a soft god, fit only for the worship of starry-eyed lovers.
~ Jacqueline Carey
And I eat what I please. Geez, I weigh a hundred and sixty, but who cares? And Anne Ã¢â'¬â€ I sing. Christ, I sing like a fucking canary.
~ Jacqueline Susann
She hung right out of the window and tugged at her shawl to show her purple hair. She tugged too violently, she jerked forward, she wobbled in her crazy red shoes – and then she fell.
~ Jacqueline Wilson
He squared up to me, hands on his hips. 'Who's telling me to get into bed? You can't boss me around. You're not my mum,' he shouted. He was only clowning around.
~ Jacqueline Wilson