Quotes About Defiance

Don't. Tell me when, then. And before you say never, take a good look at me and tell me if you see a man who's easily deterred.

you Don't want what I'M ready to dish out

No. Don't say no. No.

Out of the ash I rise with my red hair and I eat men like air.

Ash, ash —- You poke and stir. Flesh, bone, there is nothing there—— A cake of soap, A wedding ring, A gold filling. Herr God, Herr Lucifer Beware Beware. Out of the ash I rise with my red hair And I eat men like air. --from Lady Lazarus, written 23-29 October 1962

They had to call and call And pick the worms off me like sticky pearls. --From the poem Lady Lazarus, written 23-29 October 1962

I hated to serve men in any way.

The trouble was, I hated the idea of serving men in any way.

But they know. They all know. And what am I against so many…?

Men have used her meanly. She will eat them

I cry at everything. Simply to spite myself and embarrass myself.

I like you. That's tough, Joan, I said, picking up my book. Because I don't like you. You make me puke, if you want to know. And I walked out of the room, leaving Joan lying, lumpy as an old horse, across my bed.

You defy questions; You defy other godhood. I walk dry on your kingdom's border, Exiled to no good.

They had the windows fixed so you couldn't really open them and lean out, and for some reason this made me furious.

I am not ready for anything to happen. I should have murdered this, that murders me.

I hated the idea of serving men in any way.

Herr God, Herr Lucifer Beware Beware. Out of the ash I rise with my red hair And I eat men like air.

I suppose if you can write sestinas which bam crash through lines and rules after having raped them to the purpose, then you can be satanic and smile like a cretin beelzebub.

And round her house she set Such a barricade of barb and check Against mutinous weather As no mere insurgent man could hope to break With curse, fist, threat Or love, either.

For he will do As he do do And there's no doing anything about it! - The Rum Tum Tugger

Death itself would turn coward and flee.

I'm sick of this. Call me what you like, say I'm without honor, I don't care. I'm not getting on any more horses to whack you people with a stick.

If I say you're a goatherd's son, you say, 'Yes, Lord Ralon.' Alanna gasped with fury. I'd as soon kiss a pig! Is that what you've been doing-kissing pigs? Or being kissed?

Sweetheart, never listen to what my enemies say. They're very confused people. I know they are because I've spent years making them that way.