Quotes About Rebellion

I long for the days of disorder. I want them back, the days when I was alive on the earth, rippling in the quick of my skin, heedless and real. I was dumb-muscled and angry and real. This is what I long for, the breach of peace, the days of disarray when I walked real streets and did things slap-bang and felt angry and ready all the time, a danger to others and a distant mystery to myself.

I liked reading books that nearly killed me, books that helped tell me who I was, the son who spites his father by reading such books.

Remember literature, Charlie? It involved getting drunk and getting laid.

Why are free spirits always so fucking dumb?

It's healthier to reject certain cautions than fall in line. I assume you know that, he said.

We surrounded ourselves with smoke and loud noise. That's the way we chose to live. I'm prepared to defend it.

He thought of firing a shot into the lock for the sheer cinematic stupidity of the gesture.

I'll tell you what I long for, the days of disarray, when I didn't give a damn or a fuck or a farthing.

Fuck you. Show some amazement.

agreement around principles, goals and identity among the conquered is almost always hostile to the victor and carry the seeds of future rebellion.

Three rebellions ago, the air was fresher. The soft pasting noises of the rebel billposters remind us of Oklahoma, where everything is still the same.

He thought about the story his daughter was living and the role she was playing inside that story. He realized he hadn't provided a better role for his daughter. He hadn't mapped out a story for his family. And so his daughter had chosen another story, a story in which she was wanted, even if she was only being used. In the absence of a family story, she'd chosen a story in which there was risk and adventure, rebellion and independence.

Than the crunch of broken lives and bones. This is why when our eyes are languid And passion begins to seethe stormily in the breast, I want to write on your sentence One unquavering thing: "Up against a wall! Shoot!" 23

Rules are meant to be broken.

Relish the opportunity to be an outsider. Embrace that label.

Clowns, hoboes, gypsies, and furry animals of all kinds scattered madly and dived for cover. No doubt they thought I'd finally lost it and was planning to lob more grenades.

The soup kettles included oyster stew, chili, matzoh ball soup, tomato soup, vegetable beef soup, hot and sour soup, and miso soup. The main dish table featured turkey, Virginia ham, prime rib, standing rib roast, pork roast, roast goose, Peking duck, lasagna, pizza, burritos, tamales, macaroni and cheese, and, in direct defiance of Grandfather's orders, grilled portobello mushrooms in red wine sauce.

Sometimes it's good to shake up the status quo. You just have to make sure that when you turn society on its ear, you don't end up on your coutoure-covered backside.--vivian

Chiara," he said, speaking very softly, "your mother is a troublemaker, a malcontent, and an agitator.

This whole town is like a big Fuck You to Thoreau.

I hate Gucci," said Francis. "Do you?" said Henry, glancing up from his reverie. "Really? I think it's rather grand." "Come on, Henry." "Well, it's so expensive, but it's so ugly too, isn't it? I think they make it ugly on purpose. And yet people buy it out of sheer perversity.

It is not that they looked in the ark and saw something that they should not have seen. That is not the point. The ark was a box. That is all it ever was. The point is that it was at the ark in the Holy of Holies that God met with His people. He is not meeting with them now. They have turned from Him. Their rebellion and blasphemy are revealed in their disobedience. Because of this, God brings judgment upon them.

I'd had a few drinks and was hitting on a group of goth chicks wearing black and sporting big crucifixes.

Why didn't vandals ever quote Shakespeare? I'd love to see graffiti in iambic pentameter.