Quotes About Defiance

His life was a constant war with insensate objects that fell apart, or attacked him, or refused to function, or viciously got themselves lost as soon as they entered the sphere of his existence.

Drab?" Soldier yelled. "I'll give you drab. Beat her, would you? Beat my wife? I'll feed your head to the vultures, you snotty little hamster with your golden pelt and buttery looks!

Quiet, " she hissed at me, her voice shockingly aggressive for such a small person. "Otherwise, I'll shut you up myself.

I try very hard to be annoying! Don't insult my ability to annoy!

F*ck you guys, I'm goin' home.

You should really smile more Miss." "Smiling Is overrated." my voice as sharp as a knife, my voice deadpanned, as I sulked at the wall.

I'm never growing up, I'll just sit in the corner of time and sip my juice box petulantly and judge your terrible Hamlet adaptations.

As he pulls away from her, his gaze meets mine, and we stare at each other for one long moment before I slowly raise my left hand and give him the middle finger.

I shot him daggers. Along with swords, scythes, scalpels, shivs, shanks, stilettos, and any other sharp weapon I could think of that began with an "s.

Oh, so your middle finger has a mind of its own then?" Alex asked with an amused look.I glared at him and said, "Yeah, and she was just sticking up for me

She smirks."Are you attempting to stop me, little one?""Excuse me? Did you just call me 'little one'? What are you? Like, four feet tall?" I ask.

That you exist, is offense enough to arrest you.

Only dead fishes go with the flow.. I guess that make me a dead fish!

If I upset some notions and went against established rules, that wasn't part of what I wanted to do. It wasn't my goal.

'Tis but a scratch' 'A scratch?! Your arm's off!' 'No, it isn't.'

Old age is an excellent time for outrage. My goal is to say or do at least one outrageous thing every week.

Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Suicide is man's way of telling God, You can't fire me - I quit

When I am an old woman I shall wear purple, With a red hat which doesn't go and doesn't suit me, And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves, And satin sandals, and say we've no money for butter.

Get tae fuck, son.

It may be the wrong decision, but fuck it, it's mine.

The dwarf stood his ground.

Come out, so I can kill you!

He was the crazy one who had painted himself black and defeated the world. She was the book thief without the words. Trust me, though, the words were on their way, and when they arrived, Liesel would hold them in her hands like the clouds, and she would wring them out like rain.