Quotes About Defiance

If this were a movie, I would bust a secret move so fierce the entire place would be razed to the ground. I'd finish with something snappy like And don't forget my soda, punk while I strolled off into the night.

Adina sat up. "It's denigrating and objectifying." "No. It's eye shadow and lipstick and sex and mystery and magic and transformation and fun. And nobody's taking that away from me. You will pry my Petal Power lip gloss out of my cold, dead hands," Shanti insisted.

Come on, Father. Stop me. Tell me to behave, to go to hell, something, anything.

All morning, Spence has been a well-oiled machine of activity. Everyone doing her bit, quietly and efficiently. It's strange how deliberate people are after a death. All the indecision suddenly vanishes into clear, defined moments--changing the linens, choosing a dress or a hymn, the washing up, the muttering of prayers. All the small, simple, conscious acts of living a sudden defense against the dying we do every day.

A pair of Blue Noses on the next bench glared their disapproval at Evie's knee-length dress. Evie decided to give them a real show. She hiked her skirt and, humming jauntily, rolled down her stockings, exposing her legs. It had the desired effect on the Blue Noses, who moved down the platform, clucking about the "disgrace of the young." She would not miss this place.

You're not a man. You're their lackey . I don't care about you, or your brother, or your ridiculous organization. From now on, I shall do exactly as I wish and you cannot stop me. Do not follow. Do not watch. Do not even attempt to contact me or you'll be sorry indeed. Do you understand?

That's it," Mabel said, getting up. She tossed her napkin on the table. "No. That is not right. I don't know what you just said, but whatever it was, I'm pretty certain it was pure hokum. I don't want to dance. I don't want to hear about your plans for a summer house. I am not your sister. And if I were your sister, I'd have to tell people you'd been adopted as an act of charity. Please, don't get up.

No, you're right. I shan't ever understand your willingness to lie down and die, Felicity barks. If you won't at least try to fight, I have no sympathy for you.

We abandon our backboards along with our decorum, racing for the stairs and the promise of freedom, however temporary it may be. Walk! Mrs. Nightwing shouts. When we cannot seem to heed her advice, she bellows after us that we are savages not fit for marriage. She adds that we shall be the shame of the school and something else besides, but we are down the first flight of stairs, and her words cannot touch us.

Bitches will take your ass down if you try to publish that. Peace out.

don't. I don't know about you, but if I'm gonna be chained to a rock by the gods, I'd rather go out as the person who brought fire back from the mountain than as a pure princess who didn't have the sense to say to everyone, "Oh, hell no, you are not sacrificing me to some sea monster!

The photographer had caught her midlaugh, and the defiance of her bared teeth and wide lips gave her face a hint of mischief and forthrightness. The girl in this photograph bet the house.

She insisted on Knight for her last name. It made her feel strong and bold. A name of armor. For she would defend herself in this new life.

The Diviners must stand, or all shall fall.

Just as I'm certain Sam is still short. That part didn't require code. Take that, Sam.

A Evie le daba igual que le gritaran, pero odiaba sentirse juzgada. La irritaba, y hacía que se sintiera pequeña, fea y sin arreglo.

For half a second, I consider staying. Maybe I could find that bliss state again. Maybe I could stay here, follow all the rules, be safe always. But as soon as the thought enters my mind, another one swims in and eats the first one like a shark. Fuck that , it burps.

I am the skunk killer.

A woman who dared to live as an overt homosexual in such unwelcoming times might well have an ego of impressive strength and health that permitted her it know her own mind and to be true to her conception of herself.

When your feet hit the floor every morning, I'll bet the devil shudders and says 'Oh shit, she's awake!

I won't be talked around as if I'm invisible. This is my house, and let me remind all of you that I'm well over twenty-one. I'll go where I want, when I want. Let them make of that what they would! She hadn't lived with Aunt Ardith for nothing; Aunt Ardith would have died, just on principle, before she would have let a man tell her what to do.

I want to practice my marksmanship," she said. "Touch those rifles and I'll tan your hide," Caleb warned. Lily squared her shoulders. "I'll just have to do it on my own, I guess. Though I daresay there are plenty of soldiers on this post who would be glad to help me." Caleb had poured himself a drink, and the look in his eyes was deadly. "I'll personally horsewhip the man who tries," he said in a dangerous undertone. Lily

Rance gave them both a Shawshank glare, no redemption included

I shall have to drink poi­son if we are taken cap­tive and forced to live in a harem.