Quotes About Rebellion

I could think back to my encounters with rules and regulations that didn't seem to make much sense to me, and have empathy for my children's frustrations. I understood as a very young boy that to blindly follow rules just because they're rules is to lose control over your whole life.

There's no winning arguments with your parents, so why get all pumped up over them? It is way better to dive down and get out of the way than it is to get clobbered by some parental tidal wave.

Summers there are awful! Winters there are awful! Why do you stay? You ought to run away! Hop a train! Stow away on a bus! What am I saying? You could just buy yourself a ticket. It would be interesting to talk to you if you did it the other way, though. We could compare scars and bruises. It might be fun.

A Failure in this Duty did once involve our Nation in all the Horrors of Rebellion and Civil War.

But oh, this is not the end he had imagined for himself as a kid! or even at thirty. To the adolescent boy, dreaming romantically of the gifted tormented men who had thrown their lives away, suicide had been a glamorous thing, a gallant flinging down of the glove, a refusal to submit, to conform, to endure, a demonstration that the spirit with honor is unwilling to go on except in its own way: almost a gesture debonair.

A garden was the primitive prison, till man with Promethean felicity and boldness, luckily sinned himself out of it.

Every night it's the same... I have supper in my red dish and drinking water in my yellow dish... Tonight I think I'll have my supper in the yellow dish and my drinking water in the red dish. Life is too short not to live it up a little!

I don't wanna take my time going to work, I got a motorcycle and a sleeping bag and ten or fifteen girls. What the hell I wanna go off and go to work for? Work for what? Money? I got all the money in the world. I'm the king, man. I run the underworld, guy. I decide who does what and where they do it at. What am I gonna run around like some teeny bopper somewhere for someone elses money? I make the money man, I roll the nickels. The game is mine. I deal the cards

They'd lost the most important thing and he gave it back to them. He loved this country, he loved these people, and he loved my mom and he loved me, but that didn't earn him his legacy. He is still talked about today because he gave these people something no one had ever offered before. No government. No military. No warlord. No rebellion... He gave them hope - the currency of love - and they loved him for it.

The honest man must be a perpetual renegade, the life of an honest man a perpetual infidelity. For the man who wishes to remain faithful must take himself perpetually unfaithful to all the continual, successive, indefatigable, renascent errors.

Once Ryan asked Kurt, "What are you going to do when you're thirty?" "I'm not worried about what's going to happen when I'm thirty," Kurt replied in the same tone he would use to discuss a broken spark plug, "because I'm never going to make it to thirty. You know what life is like after thirty—I don't want that.

But, the skeptic asks, what about the person who never hears the gospel? The apostle Paul tells us that all are without excuse because "what may be known about God is plain to them" (Rom. 1:19-20). We are accountable for what we know (and by implication not for what we don't know). And when we rebel against what we know to be right and true, we eventually pay the consequences.

But I sure do love to whack a grown-up in the morning.

Yeah?' Alfie yelled, his voice high-pitched and hysterical. 'You hear that? That's me! Alfie Walker. Yeah? And I'm cleverer than you dumb bitches! You stupid ugly farts. Yeah, knock on the door all you like – you ain't coming in. And, if you do, I'll split you with my knife. I'll rip your rotten guts out. I'll kick your brains up

Tell them to drop their guns and fuck off out of my way. --Allow him to-- I clamp my arm tight. --That's not what I said. She gets it right this time. --Drop your guns and fuck off out of his way. They drop their guns and fuck off out of my way.

She makes a stone-face, drops her voice an octave. -No. No. No. My name is Joe Pitt and I don't do nuthin' I don't want to do and I won't even listen because I don't know a good thing when I have it and I'd rather be all fucked up and tragic and go hurt people.

What they're not ready for is guys like you and I and Nails and all the other gnarly gnarlingtons in my life, that we are high priests, Vatican assassin warlocks. Boom. Print that, people. See where that goes.

Swordsmen thrust through, and dying in their blood on the arena sand; bulls goring horses disembowelled, made a meeker vision for the public a milder condiment for a people's palate than Vashti torn by seven devils: devils which cried sore and rent the tenement they haunted, but still refused to be exorcised.

Go to hell," she snapped, hating how he made her lose her cool elegance. "Already been, my dear. The service was not up to my standards." Elizabeth and Iain.

The law has no power over heroes.

The front pattern does move—and no wonder! The woman behind shakes it!

I've got out at last," said I, "in spite of you and Jane. And I've pulled off most of the paper, so you can't put me back!

I usually quite like women, but this advert makes me want to kill about 900 of them with my bare hands. It ends with the tiresome ladettes marching down a high street triumphantly singing the Here Come the Girls song out loud, like an invading squadron tormenting the natives with its war cry. Next year they'll probably be armed. Fear this.

When people hate their government , it is easy to take it down