Quotes About Rebellion

Ideas smack of rebellion and rebellions must be put

Ideas smack of rebellion and rebellions must be put down.

She wanted out of that decorating scheme.

Lux's frequent forged excuses from phys. ed. She always used the same method, faking the rigid t 's and b 's of her mother's signature and then, to distinguish her own handwriting, penning her signature, Lux Lisbon, below, the two beseeching L 's reaching out for each other over the ditch of the u and barbed-wire x .

She was always saying, 'Fuck this school,' or 'I can't wait until I get out of here.' But so did lots of kids.

She'd always been a failed bohemian, anyway.

On the wall of his living room Billy had painted the words 'Kill the Father.' Killing the father was what, in Billy's opinion, college was all about. Who's your father? he asked Madeleine. Is it Virginia Woolf? Is it Sontag? In my case, Madeleine said, my father really is my father. Then you have to kill him. Who's your father?

Sure. Martinis. We can pretend we're Salinger characters.

When I haven't been kissed in a long time, I create civil disturbances, then insult the cops who show up, till one of them grabs me by the collar and hurls me up against the squad car, so I can remember, at least for a moment, what it's like to be touched.

I fear that until this rebellion is put down, she'll find herself caught in the middle, claimed by neither side, mistrusted by both.

What most people don't understand about Jean-Michel is that his crazy behavior had nothing to do with being an enfant terrible. Everything he did was an attack on racism and I loved him for this.

No carbs her mother called after her as she went into the dressing room And no butter I know you stole me from my real parents Min called back. They'd let me eat butter

Lane and Zack got hitched. So while it might not be very punk rock to be too young to drink legally at your own wedding, it's certainly handy to have the thumbs up from God to get laid.

Okay, why did we have to leave?" Bonnie said when they were in Liza's convertible and Min was banished to the backseat. "Because Min was swapping tongues with a doughnut pusher." Liza looked back over the seat at Min the sinner and shook her head.

Jo thought sometimes that Bethie liked to play at being a rebel, when the truth was that her sister had a genius for conformity, for making herself the best, most stylish example of whatever version of femininity was currently in fashion.

schools—a place to deposit a wayward son

Ruin your fucking self before they do. Otherwise they'll screw you because you're a nobody. They'll keep you alive but you'll have to crawl and say thank-you for every bone they throw. You might as well stay drunk or shoot junk and be a crazy fucker. If the rich guys want to play with you, make them get their hands dirty. Send them away gagging, or sobbing if they're soft-hearted. You'll be left alone if you're frightening, and dead you're free!

Alienation produces eccentrics or revolutionary.

If then, merely out of regard to population, it were right that paederasts should be burnt alive, monks ought to be roasted alive over a slow fire. (Offences Against One's Self

This was Bad with a capital Hell No.

Leave me, before I get over the wall & slay you.

Whistle through your teeth and spit cuz, it's Alright

Nobody knows who said it first, but somebody must have: 'Kid's gotta be a maniac.

It was wonderful to see, wonderful to be in the middle of: we mud frogs awakening all around. We were awash in tiny attentions. Small gestures, words, empathies thought to be extinct came to life...It was a rebellion she led, a rebellion for rather than against. For ourselves. For the dormant mud frogs we had been for so long.