Quotes About Defiance

The thing is," Tom said, "I won't come." "Just to spoil my fun? Or you think you're still too weak?

She says she glories in being abandoned

If you're going to be a sinner, be the best sinner on the block.

The best way to counter-attack a hater is to make it blatantly obvious that their attack has had no impact on you.

Don't let the bastards get you down.

Enlightenment values of individual freedom are manifested best in individual acts of criticism and defiance.

The only reason to make a million dollars in this business is to tell some fat producer to go to hell.

I was the first f****** hippy to enter this business, you know... I was one of the first girls to say I don't give a f*** about this whole supermodel thing.

I'd like to have a business card saying: Bruce Norris kicked your arse.

I don't see how that is any of your business." Stupid, shiny Volvo owner.

...I've learned exactly who the enemy are. I easily recognize them-business-suited in their modern American executive guise, each boss two feet taller than I am and impossible to meet eye to eye.

You know when I first thought I might have a chance? When I realized that you could go into any bar in the country and insult Lyndon Johnson and nobody would punch you in the nose.

If I were in the President's place, I would not get a chance to resign. I would be lying in a pool of my own blood hearing Mrs. Armey, standing over me, saying, 'How do I reload this damn thing?'

the point is that every fight is worth fighting. Even the hopeless ones.

little bit. There're two ways to respond to them, Jean-Luc: either roll over and give them what they want, or fight them no matter what the risk. Which option are you going to embrace!?

But we were Germans; the gangsters who had taken control of the country were not Germany—we were.

I will not serve"—

Her lips were tightly glued together, her chin protruding, her whole layout that of a girl who intended to stand no rannygazoo.

Burton struggled to get up onto his feet. Nobody, not even God, was going to punch Richard Burton in the ribs and get away without a battle.

The animal at bay was himself.

We'll fight back, we'll fight back, we'll fight back, a man near Doctor Stockstill was chanting. Stockstill looked at him in astonishment, wondering who he would fight back against. Things were falling on them; did the man intend to fall back upward into the sky in some sort of revenge?

I have never yielded to reality.

Jump in the urinal and stand on your head. I'm the one that's alive. You're all dead.

Never walk over a writer, I said to myself, unless you're positive he can't rise up behind you. If you're going to burn him, make sure he's dead. Because if he's alive, he will talk: talk in written form, on the printed, permanent page.