Quotes About Resistance

Read backward in order to move forward, resisters. The best part? You can find everything you need at your local library. Libraries: serving the resistance since forever. Seriously, libraries are The. Best. Don't even bother fighting me on this one. You will lose.

Nobody's killing any cats." Miss Lillian glowered. "It's what we've always done." "Yeah, well, I'm changing how things are done." Miss Lillian started to protest, but Miss Addie cut her off. "Very well. We could stand to change.

You know who's getting hurt? Workers. Poor people. Immigrants. Every day. It's a rigged game, Evie. The people at the top say they believe in the people at the bottom until those people try to climb up. And then the people at the top step on the hands of the climbing people they claim to believe in and cast them down the ladder.

The Diviners must stand, or all shall fall.

Small acts of resistance matter!

But why on earth?" "When the world moves forward too fast for some people, they try to pull us all back with their fear

Cuando el mundo avanza demasiado rápido para algunas personas, éstas intentan hacernos retroceder a todos con su miedo.

For half a second, I consider staying. Maybe I could find that bliss state again. Maybe I could stay here, follow all the rules, be safe always. But as soon as the thought enters my mind, another one swims in and eats the first one like a shark. Fuck that , it burps.

St. Bernard said, 'Every word one writes smites the Devil.

By definition, his job as an enigmalogist meant he needed to keep an open mind about anything, no matter how strange; his resistance, even skepticism, about the possibility of a phenomenon like lycanthropy was something he couldn't explain.

I'm not having sex with you. Not willingly. If you starve me, strangle me, whip me or tie me to the bed, it'll be rape, which you said you wouldn't do. I draw the line at fucking a psycho kidnapping dickwad who makes me strip, kneel, crawl and call him Master.

You see? he asked, his voice softening to a velvety punas he felt her tremble. His warm breath stirred her hair. All I have to do is touch you. It's the same for me, Faith. I don't like this worth a damn, but by God, I want you, and we're going to do something about it.

Minor detail. I'm going to kiss you, Marlie—" "I'll bite you again," she swiftly warned. He shrugged. "I always have had more guts than sense," he said, and very gently brushed her mouth with his.

She shook her head, as if she couldn't

She whimpered softly into his mouth. We can't, she cried, desperation and desire tearing her apart. The hell we can't, he rasped, taking her hand and moving it down his body to where his flesh strained at the fabric of his pants. Her fingers jerked at the contact: then a spasm of pain crossed her pale face, and her hand lingered involuntarily, exploring the dimensions of his arousal. He caught his breath. Jay, baby, don't' stop me now!

Lady, what you do to me is almost criminal," he groaned in a shaky voice. An odd tightening in her breasts made her close her eyes. "I've got to go," she said weakly, but for the life of her she couldn't make herself move. "No, don't go," he pleaded. "Let me touch you… my God, I've got to touch you!

You delight in making a fool of me," she accused in a furious whisper. "Not true," Caleb replied smoothly. "But I do like watching the sparks catch in your eyes when you realize you've just been had. May I walk you home, Miss Chalmers?" "Certainly not. In fact, I would deem it a great favor if you would simply stop bothering me, Major.

It was all about words. If words weren't important, they wouldn't try so hard to take them away.

The French not only refused any co-operation from us German anti-Fascists, they locked us up.

Small children take shelter," I murmur. "The elderly head downhill. The inexperienced follow the path of least resistance." "And

Satyagraha can rid society of all evils, political, economic and moral.

I think people really need to think what it's like to have all of society arrayed against you.

Revolution is born as a social entity within the oppressor society.

History is full of people who went to prison or were burned at the stake for proclaiming their ideas. Society has always defended itself.