Quotes About Rebellion

I'm not an example for how people should live their lives. Never in my life would I ever set out to be an example for people on how to live their lives. If you need an example for how to live, then you just shouldn't have been born. Straight up.

Go fuck yourself. Or get spayed. Either would an improvement.

And ordering me around is exactly the wrong way to make me do what you want.

Hi. I'm Dru Anderson. My father went way-out wack after my mom died and now he travels around hunting things that go bump in the night, killing things you can only find in fairytales and ghost stories. I help him out when I can, but most of the time I'm deadweight, even though I can tell you where anything inhuman in this town is likely to hang out. I'm skipping school because I won't be here in another three months. None of it goddamn well matters.

It could have been possible to put a little more fuck you into his tone, but some of it might've slopped out the sides.

No problem, Goth Boy. First one's free.

Unjust. How many times I've used that word, scolded myself with it. All I mean by it now is that I don't have the final courage to say that I refuse to preside over violations against myself, and to hell with justice.

Why with our emphasis on the individual are we still so blinded by the urge to conform?

A yellow oilskin jumped from a scooter, and walked purposefully towards him, notebook in hand. He couldn't have been more than eighteen, his face spotted adolescent red. 'You can't park there.' There was righteous indignation in his voice. ?Bill flashed his ID. 'Get lost or I'll book you!' ?The red blotches met one another in embarrassment. ?'Sorry officer.' ?He retreated to his scooter.

I have a hankering to go back to the Orient and discard my necktie. Neckties strangle clear thinking.

Fuck Kerouac; he would write his own story.

If men can run the world, why can't they stop wearing neckties? How intelligent is it to start the day by tying a little noose around your neck?

Battaglia gagged her. Told her to take the high road. Fuck the high road, I said. It's usually a dead end. --Mike Chapman to Lee, Crime Scene Photographer.

Sometimes there is more to a person's need for white picket fences than safety, just as sometimes there is more to a person's rebellion than the need to lash out against rules.

FIRST YOU PILLAGE, THEN YOU BURN. THOSE WHO DO NOT COMPLY WILL BE SUSPENDED FROM THE RAIDING TEAM.

I am not hysterical. I'm angry, you pompous toad!." Riona tore away.

A boy is a dangerous animal.

With relish, Kevin explained the boy's claim to fame: An elderly couple in an adjacent apartment had complained about how loudly he played his CDs of the Monkees at three in the morning. The next weekend, the couple's daughter discovered her parents in their bed, slit from crotch to throat. "That's appalling," I said. "I can't believe anyone still listens to the Monkees.

If you take that away from me, and every other opportunity to not quite toe the line," Willing said, "then however many amusing things I'm at liberty to do, I don't feel free. If I don't feel free, I'm not free." I don't feel free, Willing did not add, and I have not felt free since you and yours jammed this fleck of metal into my neck.

Cheating,' Nollie agreed, 'is restorative. It maintains your dignity. Breaking a rule a day keeps the doctor away far better than a fucking apple.

Run against the grain of a nation's genius and see where you get with your laws.

We're getting ready to take over the world. My group of girlfriends - we're renegades.

under the sway of social influence, teenagers don't disregard the issue of rules completely. In my experience they still think about it, but in the wrong way. Instead of reflecting on why we have rules, teens focus on trying not to get caught while breaking them.

But no, Scarlett was even worse than Rex, if anything, always wanting to be outdoors, always wanting to run, to disobey, to talk. Oh my God, to talk.' She rests a delicate hand against her cheekbone and then rubs it across her forehead. 'Such a nightmare of a child. And then the teenage years. Oh my goodness. The boys – you know, she lost her virginity when she was thirteen. Thirteen. She was obsessed with boys.