Quotes About Defiance

His memory had abandoned him, and though he had searched within himself all these weeks, he could find no desire to have it returned. If it came back now, he felt he would turn it away, and the knowledge of this renouncement, a small act of defiance, gave him a feeling of liberty.

I am not afraid of the devil, and you are just a man.

BEFORE YOU JUMP OFF A BRIDGE OR HANG YOURSELF OR BE UNHAPPY PLEASE CONSIDER: LIVE FOR YOURSELF; THOSE WHO HATE YOU HAVE NO PURCHASE

do the rosa parks say no no do the rosa parks throw your hand in the air do the rosa parks say ... no no do the rosa parks tell them: that ain't fair

The longer I live, the more I rebel. I'm not going to give in; I want to conquer the world!

run off—and how will you ever get control of them again! They come to life, join, separate, ignore your commands, arrange themselves as they like on the paper—black, with tails and horns. You scream at them and implore them in vain: they do as they please. Prancing, pairing up shamelessly before you, they deceitfully expose what you did not wish to reveal

An old man in Gaza held a placard that read: "You take my water, burn my olive trees, destroy my house, take my job, steal my land, imprison my father, kill my mother, bombard my country, starve us all, humiliate us all, but I am to blame: I shot a rocket back.

Come at me bro!

The need to humiliate those who raise their heads is an ineradicable element of the imperial mentality. In

He wouldn't just be facing her, he thought with genuine, back-sweating fear, but all of them. The four of them, with Mrs. Grady for backup. They'd roast his balls.

Cybil pushed to her feet. If he hurts her, I'll twist off his dick and feed it to his dog. With that, she stormed out of the room. She's a little scary, Fox decided. She's not the only one. I'm the one who'll be roasting his balls for dessert. Layla headed out behind Cybil. I have to find something to make for dinner. Oddly, I don't have much of an appetite right now. Fox glanced at Gage. How about you?

Setting her jaw, Whitney turned left. "This is a one-way street." He looked around helplessly. "Didn't you see the sign?" "I know it's a one-way street," she muttered and pressed harder on the gas. "It's also the quickest way across town." "Oh, Jesus.

Mr. Tarmack,if you try to put a jockey on this horse, I'll have you up on charges.In fact,I'm damn well having you up on charges regardless.

You're going to find I'm not the kind who'll always give you what you want. You can fight me, sometimes you might even win. But you won't stop me.

It shows who we are. We're making our lives, living our lives, both of us, Zane. Yeah, we're okay. They couldn't take who we are away from us. We're who we are despite them.

Rude or not, she'd accept his offer of help.Then as far as she was concerned, Grant Campbell could go to the devil.

In every world, I think, all who can must learn and remember and stand against those who never do.

Perhaps it was simple reflex, her own instinct for survival. Or perhaps it had been his words, bringing back the horror of her mother's death. But when he reached for the satchel, Adrianne ignored the knife and brought her foot up hard between his legs. The knife clattered to the ground only seconds before he did. Bastard, she muttered as she sent the knife careening into the dark. Now your pride's as small as your brain and just as useless. Well put, Philip said as he came up behind her.

She smiled sweetly and yanked open the door. "Kiss my ass, Skimmerhorn." "I've thought of it," he murmured. "I have thought of it.

If it was either of them, they're going to look a whole lot worse than you before I'm finished.

Put something on, Tyler ordered. And lock the doors. I'll check it out. No, you won't. She was already marching to her closet. We'll check it out. Nobody pushes me around, she said as she dragged on a sweater and pants. Nobody.

She held herself rigid in his grasp, but he

I thought about hunting him down, beating the crap out of him." "I'll hold your coat, then you can hold mine.

Ruling groups of every type...whose power is dwindling seldom vacate the field without a fight even if the chances of maintaining their power and rule may be nil. The weaker they are...the crasser, the more reckless and unrealistic...are the measures likely to be with which they seek to preserve their position.