Quotes About Defiance

What would you have done had I persisted in stealing the 'poor little girl'?' 'Gone overboard; I never yield to injustice if I can help it,' and Rosamond's resolute mouth and flashing eyes proved the truth of her words.

You do not know him. He has no pity, and my defiance will but increase the excitement of the pursuit. I am solitary, poor and a woman; he powerful, rich and a man whom all fear. The world which rejects me though I am innocent will welcome him, the guilty, and uphold him.

Those who refuse will be crushed.

He learned to cultivate a secretive style and a defiant attitude toward strangers.

Having weathered thirty years of assaults in the courts and statehouses, he must have felt invulnerable.

If the sword of oppression be permitted to lop off one limb without opposition, reiterated strokes will soon dismember the whole body.

Nietzsche once said "that for which we find words is something already dead in our hearts." I didn't believe that, but to willfully defy the quote was to tempt fate—and if to find it true, to know nothing remained but emptiness.

Tyndale once told a Catholic antagonist: "I defy the Pope and all his laws. If God spare my life, before many years I will make sure that a boy who drives the plough knows more of the Scriptures than you do.

These young Americans sent a message to terrorists everywhere. . . . You can run but you can't hide.

Ni siquiera la pirámide más monumental es suficiente para defendernos de la muerte.

She had never allowed herself to be bullied, and was not about to start.

He sat in defiance of municipal orders, astride the gun Zam-Zammeh, on her old platform, opposite the old Ajaib gher, the Wonder House, as the natives called the Lahore Museum. Who hold Zam-Zammah, that 'fire-breathing dragon', hold the Punjab, for the great green-bronze piece is always first of the conqueror's loot.

I have joyfully done much evil in my life to those who have wished me evil (General Maximus)

He has oppressed Beetle, M'Turk, and me, privatim et seriatim, one by one, as he could catch us. But now he has insulted Number Five up in the music-room, and in the presence of these - these ossifers of the Ninety-third, wot look like hairdressers. Binjimin, we must make him cry Capivi!' Stalky's reading did not include Browning or Ruskin.

And it is I, Raksha [the Demon], who answer. The man's cub is mine, Lungri—mine to me! He shall not be killed. He shall live to run with the Pack and to hunt with the Pack; and in the end, look you, hunter of little naked cubs—frog-eater—fish-killer—he shall hunt thee! Now get hence, or by the Sambhur that I killed (I eat no starved cattle), back thou goest to thy mother, burned beast of the jungle, lamer than ever thou camest into the world! Go!

Naraku holds my life in his hands. But I have no intention of remaining a servant forever to the likes of him! I am the wind. One day I shall be free!

I am not like Kagura! I'm not Naraku's tool! I am my own master!- Hakudoshi

Let the soil here below stink and turn to a scarlet muck, and let us crawl through it until our mouths and nostrils fill with it and we drown in it with our hands on each other's throats—I no longer resist this war. I relish it.

Yes thats what I done you sorry sods I over the fents and off with the dogs...

I don't give a shit about pretty, I informed her. I'm a superhero. Superheroes don't need pretty.

Then she said, with piteous defiance, If I could love her, the Good Lord could, and he won't be too hard on an old lady who didn't have an easy life.

It's always precisely the sort of smug old wanker you would never ever want to end up like. We don't live the way you tell us to because we're afraid that if we do we'll grow up to be like you, and the thought of that is unbearable. It's alright for you because you'll be dead soon anyway, but we've still got another fifty or sixty years to live in this stinking country.

You might be a chicken or a human being, but show a little rebelliousness and the next thing you knew you were all on your own.

The only intelligent tactical response to life's horror is to laugh defiantly at it