Quotes About Defiance

The victim's hand was contracted into a fist except for the middle digit, which was rigidly extended.

The vandals didn't stand a chance against five hundred–odd pounds of badass dog flesh. They

In all the years, only one person had been foolhardy enough to try to fight Trooper Jim Tile. The boy's name was Dekle, and he was eighteen, as big and white as a Frigidaire, and just about as intelligent.

Boyd Shreave tore the page from Eugenie Fonda's memoir and, with a contemptuous flourish, wiped his ass with it.

Bode Gazzer was five feet six and had never forgiven his parents for it. He wore three-inch snakeskin shitkickers and walked with a swagger that suggested not brawn so much as hemorrhoidal tribulation.

for it, but the sonofabitch couldn't

Lower your sights, boy,' he said to Joe Winder. 'I agree, justice is probably out of the question. But we can damn sure ruin their day.

The carrion birds have tried to peck out my eyes and my tongue and my mind, but they've never been able to get at my heart.

I'd rather somebody picked up a crowbar and battered out my brains - than go back mornings! I go! Every time you come in yelling that Goddamn Rise and Shine! Rise and Shine! I say to myself, How lucky dead people are!

You will never assassinate my ghosts.

But Miles had always approached life differently than he, always preferring to blend in with his surroundings rather than to shape them, always preferring to make do. He just didn't understand that there were some things in life a man simply should not accept.

Ölümün kaç?n?lmaz olduÄŸunu bilmek ama yine de dansa devam etmek, gene de baÅŸkald?rmak, gene de dilenciye ekmek vermek. Ä°ÅŸte bu olabilecek en saf özgürlüktür. -Azizler ve Alimler

If we timidly submit to tyranny, we will never have the chance to test our wings.

Darken Rahl shook his fists to the sky. "No!

Dance with me, Death. I am ready. - Richard Cypher Rahl

There is no mercy when fighting the Keeper.

Fear is a strange soil. It grows obedience like corn, which grow in straight lines to make weeding easier. But sometimes it grows the potatoes of defiance, which flourish underground.

Go on, prove me wrong. Destroy the fabric of the universe. See if I care.

Susan says, don't get afraid, get angry.

Nac Mac Feegle! The Wee Free Men! Nae king! Nae quin! Nae laird! Nae master! We willna' be fooled again!

They can tak' oour lives but they canna tak' oour troousers!

the little man's total obliviousness to all forms of danger somehow made danger so discouraged that it gave up and went away.

In defiance of Miss Maccalariat I'd like to commit hanky-panky with you, Miss Adora Belle Dearheart... well, certainly hanky, and possibly panky when we get to know one another better.

They suffered from the terrible delusion that something could be done. They seemed prepared to make the world the way they wanted it or die in the attempt, and the trouble with dying in the attempt was that you died in the attempt.