Quotes About Resistance

Everywhere I've turned somebody has wanted to sacrifice me for my own good—only /they/ were the ones who benefited. And now we start on the old sacrificial merry-go-round. At what point do we stop?

Dammit, white folk are always giving orders, it's a habit with them. Why didn't you make an excuse? You're black and living in the South-- did you forget how to lie?

At times the whole world seems to be in conspiracy to importune you with emphatic trifles. Friend, client, child, sickness, fear, want, charity, all knock at once at thy closet door and say,—'Come out unto us.' But keep thy state; come not into their confusion. The power men possess to annoy me I give them by a weak curiosity. No man can come near me but through my act.

For nonconformity the world will whip you with its displeasure.

For what avail the plough or sail, or land or life, if freedom fail?

The efforts which we make to escape from our destiny only serve to lead us into it

We gain the strength of the temptation we resist.

know exactly what it wants. The one thing it does know is that it feels ill at ease and pinched by society's conventions. Society ought to cherish this voice of resistance and tolerate its excesses. For there is hope in extravagant feeling and creativity, but there is no hope in lifeless repetition and routine.

There is for every man a statement possible of that truth which he is most unwilling to receive, — a statement possible, so broad and so pungent that he cannot get away from it, but must either bend to it or die of it.

The objection to conforming to usages that have become dead to you is that it scatters your force. It loses your time and blurs the impression of your character.

The resistance to the unpleasant situation is the root of suffering.

Foulgrin: If you can keep Fletcher from saying a definitive no to a temptation, you've won. Whatever is not a no is merely a postponed yes. (advice to the tempter Squaltaint)

We think that behind that steel door of resistance there's a dragon breathing fire; if we open the door we think we'll be devoured. So often, we open the door, and as someone once said 'we don't find a fire breathing dragon, we find a gerbil in drag.

His first step is to make temptation appear as a natural desire. It is something unequivocally physical and human.

As Paul said in Romans 7:16 and 18, "I do what I do not want to do… For I have the desire to do what is good, but I cannot carry it out" (NIV).

I never in my life argued with a piece of cake or a bowl of ice cream.

You can't ever have my books.

Remember, Montag, we're the happiness boys. We stand against the small tide of those who want to make everyone unhappy with conflicting theory and thought.

A lot will be lost that way, of course. But you can't make people listen. They have to come round in their own time, wondering what happened and why the world blew up under them.

The important thing for you to remember, Montag, is we're the Happiness Boys, the Dixie Duo, you and I and the others. We stand against the small tide of those who want to make everyone unhappy with conflicting theory and thought. We have our fingers in the dike. Hold steady. Don't let the torrent of melancholy and drear philosophy drown our world. We depend on you. I don't think you realize how important you are, we are, to our happy world as it stands now.

I'll tell you, said Beatty, smiling at his cards. That made you for a little while a drunkard. Read a few lines and off you go over the cliff. Bang, you're ready to blow up the world, chop off heads, knock down women and children, destroy authority. I know. I've been through it all.

It followed then that when Hitler burned a book I felt it as keenly, please forgive me, as his killing a human, for in the long sum of history they are one and the same flesh.

We stand against the small tide of those who want to make everyone unhappy with conflicting theory and thought.

Se dan cuenta, ahora, de por qué los libros son odiados y temidos? Muestran los poros del rostro de la vida. La gente comodona sólo desea caras de luna llena, sin poros, sin pelo, inexpresivas. Vivimos en una época en que las flores tratan de vivir de flores, en lugar de crecer gracias a la lluvia y al negro estiércol.