Quotes About Resistance

He has resisted Temptation for Centuries, A stone cold warrior whose frozen heart refuses to thaw- Until Her..

Don't push me, Sia." She shook her head. "I think a push is exactly what you need.

I wish I was the kind of male who could walk away from you. I wish like hell I had more honor, because despite the mark that should be enough to make me keep my distance – despite the fact that you're withholding information that might get you killed on my watch - the only thing I can't seem to do where you're concerned is walk the fuck away.

I'm giving you a free shot at my blood and you're playing hard to get? What kind of vampire are you?" When Wraith just stood there, Kynan rolled his eyes. "Oh, come on. My blood's eighty proof. You want it. You know you do.

He really wished she would stop fingering the brick.

Yeah, you do. Because right now, I'm your best hope to defeat Byzamoth. So if you don't want to spend eternity bent over and holding your ankles for him, you'll back the fuck off. ~Wraith

Give up the human, and I'll call them off," Reseph called out. "Fuck you." "Incest, brother?" He shrugged. "Well, hell, I've tried everything else since my Seal broke…

God, these guys were like fucking Terminators. Or Borg. Resistance is futile and all that shit. It was clear she wasn't going to shake the Brothers From Hell.

Qué haces? Él arqueó las cejas. —Un sesenta y nueve. —Espera, ¿qué?—Limos se alejó de él y clavó las rodillas en la arena, negándose a moverse ni un ápice. —No puedes tocarme. Arik le regaló una sonrisa de lo más perversa. —No, pero tú sí que puedes hacerlo mientras yo te miro.

Aylin had gotten under his skin, and for all his experience fighting enemies, he had no defense against a female whose strength humbled him, whose voice soothed him, and whose touch drove him wild.

Well, historically, good can't fight for shit. Really, they need me. - Wraith

Ben-Gurion was talking about planning a war against five Arab armies and we were still being arrested by the British for carrying a pistol down the street.

Evil, then, is a far deeper thing than the moral codes conceive of. It is antilife. Life is dynamic, pulsating force; it is energy and consciousness, manifested in many ways; and there is no evil as such unless there is resistance to life. The resistance is the manifestation of what is called evil. Energy and consciousness in distortion create evil.

What seems to matter most to Larry Kramer is the incessant disruption of business as usual, the refusal to be silent or polite. This refusal is praiseworthy.

It's not illegal to pray. We can own a Bible. We can utter Jesus's name without fear of being tossed into jail or killed. When we refuse to bow down to the idols of our culture we may lose our job. We may lose some friends. But we won't be thrown into a fiery furnace.

It is good to sit a little longer than you want to so you see the part of your mind that resists practice

Power consumed power. It would duel until only one remained if it was not held in check. She was the check. She was the silver on the road.

Most people don't want to hear the thing that will make it work better... They want to hear what will make it easier.

Though the captives' resistance was dangerous, through such acts, dignity was preserved, and through dignity, life itself.

In Torrance, a one-boy insurgency was born.

He found several thick chocolate bars—probably Hershey's military-issue Ration D bars—divided into segments and packaged in wax-dipped containers to resist gas attack. Designed to be unpalatably bitter so soldiers would eat them only in dire circumstances, they were formulated to be highly caloric and melt-resistant.

These times are too progressive. Everything has changed too fast. Railroads and telegraphs and kerosene and coal stoves -- they're good to have but the trouble is, folks get to depend on 'em.

It's at your most lunatic moments that I can resist you least.

Sometimes it's not that you don't want help. It's that you can't bear to be offered help that just keeps turning out not to be enough after all.