Quotes About Rebellion

Well-behaved women never make history.

Down the hall is Ms Englander's classroom. She teachers World Civilization. Her walls are covered with images from the Bible, Greek Mythology, and fairy tales. Passing by, I see Eve at the tree, Pandora, Bluebeard's wife. All those women in stories opening boxes they're not supposed to, peeking through doors to see what they shouldn't, eating forbidden fruit. They do it because they want to know what's really going on. They want to feel alive. Why are they always told no?

There was something aggressive in her that always went too far. She had thrown a marcasite egg at her lover's window once, a green egg she particularly valued. She had stayed in this house too long. She had fucked the Director. She had let her breasts hang out before Homer. She had gone too far. No doubt if she had children she would neglect them.

Rules? Ixion is supposed to be free of rules, yet it seems as strict as Grave in its own way and more...more dangerous.

Everyone comes here for pleasure. Even if they think they don't. Embracing it is harder for some and they go mad before they truly accept it. Most of the places they cme from are founded on guilt and rules. The Ripers want us to break away from that - some wish to tear it from us while others are more subtle.

What's Ixion? she'd asked him. He'd laid his face close to hers, whispering so their parents couldn't hear. Imagine a place where there are no Elders. No rules. No punishment. Only music and laughter and freedom. That's Ixion, Ret. That's me. Soon after,

Rebellion is the only thing that keeps you alive!

Club, tonight, man, don't you see?" "Please, Anita, coals to Newcastle! Mercy!" "Don't think twice about it, baby. It'll be outrageous, man. I will be your angel from hell. At

I find that respectability grows wearisome after a time, when one is accustomed to being a disgrace.

Let me be mad, then, by all means! mad with the madness of Absinthe, the wildest, most luxurious madness in the world! Vive la folie! Vive l'amour! Vive l'animalisme! Vive le Diable!

But a man gifted with original thoughts and the power of expressing them, appears to be regarded by everyone in authority as much worse than the worst criminal, and all the 'jacks-in-office' unite to kick him to death if they can.

All the women I know feel a little like outlaws.

Growing up going to Christian school and the concept that you're born a sinner and you don't really have a choice to change who you are has been hammered into my head and created the entire reason why I made art and made a band and made records called 'Antichrist Superstar.'

My goal isn't to make money, it's to try and survive and make a point.

Fools "Sell Out" Where Angels Fear to Tread

Recipe? Recipe? We don' need no stinkin' recipe.

I don't do yoga. I bite the hella outta my nails. I smoke, I eat all the wrong food, I don't exercise.

If by that you mean that I dislike celebrity magazines, prefer food to anorexia, refuse to watch TV shows about models, and hate the color pink, then yes. I am proud to be not really a girl.

It's easier to beg forgiveness than ask permission.

The rebels will be thinking about retaliation, what we have to do is stop; stop and transform it into a spiral of forgiveness and reconciliation.

When a man is denied the right to live the life he believes in, he has no choice but to become an outlaw.

Every tiny molecule of Ash is in motion with my heat I am such a Lunatic that I am free even in Jail.

Five or six hundred heads cut off would have assured your repose, freedom and happiness.

Irreverence is the champion of liberty and its only sure defense.