Quotes About Rebellion

Christ was a man worthy to rebel against, for he was rebellion itself.

Personally, I'm not much for symbolism. I never get it. Why can't things be just as they are? I never thought to psychoanalyze Seymour Glass or sought to break down "Desolation Row." I just wanted to get lost, become one with somewhere else, slip a wreath on a steeple top solely because I wished it.

People say beware, but I don't care. Their words are just rules and regulations to me.

Sometimes I just wanted to raise my hands and stop. But stop what? Maybe just growing up.

Sadece kendim olmak istiyor ve Peter Pan klan?ndan geliyordum. Biz asla büyümezdik.

I hate being confined, especially when it's for my own good.

Kristus var en värdig man att göra uppror mot, för han var själv upproret personifierat.

One by one they noted in my reports that I daydreamed far too much, was always somewhere else. Where that somewhere was I cannot say, but it often landed me in the corner sitting on a high stool in full view of all in a conical paper hat.

Avevo trovato conforto in Arthur Rimbaud, in cui mi ero imbattuta a sedici anni, su una bancarella di libri di fronte alla stazione degli autobus di Philadelphia; il suo sguardo borioso aveva incrociato il mio dalla copertina di Illuminazioni . Possedeva un'intelligenza insolente capace di infiammarmi, e l'avevo accolto come un compatriota, un parente, un amore segreto perfino. Non avendo i novantanove centesimi per comprare il libro me lo ero messo in tasca.

I had to learn, really, how to rein in my energies and discipline myself. And I found it very very useful. I rebelled against it at first, but it's a good thing to have.

We broke our mother's heart and became ourselves. We proceeded to breathe and therefore to leave, drunken, astonished, each of us a god.

Jesus died for somebody's sins but not mine. I had written the line before as a declaration of existence, as a vow to take responsibility for my own actions.

that he was a good boy trying to be bad.

Jesus died for somebody's sins but not mine." I had written the line some years before as a declaration of existence, as a vow to take responsibility for my own actions. Christ was a man worthy to rebel against, for he was rebellion itself.

Christ died for somebody's sins / But not mine,

We were the rebels without a cause and he was our Sal Mineo.

I have not sold myself to God. - Babelogue

Jesus died for somebody's sins but not mine.

We all have a song. A song comes spontaneously, expressing joy, loneliness, to dispel fear or exhibit a small triumph. We hardly notice we are forming them, as we sing them, often alone, half to ourselves. It is finding the words within that leads us to sing. It might be a hymn, a shard of rebellion, or a teenage prayer.

Nurse Ratched,

whatever you think, think the opposite

All creative people need something to rebel against, it's what gives their lives excitement, and it's creative people who make the clients' lives exciting.

Successful solutions are often made by people rebelling against bad briefs.

When every card in the deck is stacked against you, the only way to win a hand is to break the rules. You beg, borrow, and steal, as the old adage goes, and if you happen to get caught in the act, at least you´ve gone down fighting the good fight.