Quotes About Defiance

You can cage the singer but not the song.

I stamp out vast empires. I crush palaces in my rigid hands. I harden my heart against churches. I blot out cemetaries. I feed the people with stinging nettles. I resurrect madness. I thrust my naked sword between the ribs of the world. I murder the world!

I shall continue to do what I think is right, whether anybody likes it or not.

Don't even try your bullshit with us...! You psycho idiot, certifiable, father-complex, bitch!

Never be bullied into silence. Never allow yourself to be made a victim. Accept no one's definition of your life; define yourself.

Resistance is its own reward.

Hello there," she said. Then she remembered she hated him and frowned. "What are you doing here?" "Your horse returned without you early this morning. I feared the worst." Her heart stuttered, but she wouldn't give him the satisfaction of gratitude. She huffed. "I didn't need you to come rescue me, you know." "And yet here I am.

Down with tyranny!" Bramble cried. "Aristocracy! Autocracy! Monocracy! Other ocracy things! You are outnumbered, sir! Surrender!" Sucking

Don't you DARE tell me how to eat a chocolate!

Refusing to smile, refusing to agree, refusing to comply: These things mean that you are difficult and you want to be unhappy.

When I thought about it, though, what I liked best about the session was that Helder said fuck. A good, hard word, a word with a life of its own, a fearless word. A rent in the dry elegance. Fuck.

whose grandmotherly advice was, "Fuck the bastards,

Claude did take a call from Carmelo, whose grandmotherly advice was, "Fuck the bastards,

If I ever form a clan, we'll be the anti-cheerleaders and walk under the bleacher forming mild acts of mayhem.

Fuck you! I hope you die!" "Everybody Dies," I said. "So fuck you.

I am going where turtles win I am going where conmen puke and die Down the sad esplanades of the official world.

cómo lidiar con enemigos que son más fuertes que tú.

He met failure as one day he would probably meet death, with cynical resentment and the courage of a solitary.

But Gale? Gale is a warrior. He's a rebel. He's a badass. He's a knight.

Be bad, and if you can't be bad be worse.

I despise followers of any kind, especially those who follow me.

What a struggle! Think of all the big powerful forces lined up ready to crush anything wonderful and holy and free!

Dictators and oppressors should continue to fear me because I will be here for a long time.

Eat. This time you're eating paper. The next time it's going to be glass.