Quotes About Resistance

He wanted to say, That's my business, and mind yours. He wanted to ask them if they had a beat they should be walking. He sorely wanted to mouth off, and right then he didn't even mind being outnumbered two to one. But they had thousands at their backs. So he tried to look friendly. Even smiled. Hating himself for it.

The strength and power of despotism consists wholly in the fear of resistance.

Common sense will tell us, that the power which hath endeavoured to subdue us, is of all others, the most improper to defend us.

if they cannot conquer us, they cannot govern us.

All their wishes centred in one, which was, that the country would turn out and help them to drive the enemy back.

Credulity is not a crime, but it becomes criminal by resisting conviction. It is strangling in the womb of the conscience the efforts it makes to ascertain the truth. We should never force belief upon ourselves in anything.

for this continent would never suffer itself to be drained of inhabitants, to support the British arms in either Asia, Africa, or Europe.

I came," she said, "hoping you could talk me out of a fantasy." Cherish it!" cried Hilarious, fiercely. "What else do any of you have? Hold it tightly by it's little tentacle, don't let the Freudians coax it away or the pharmacists poison it out of you. Whatever it is, hold it dear, for when you lose it you go over by that much to the others. You begin to cease to be.

The famous verses in Romans 12:1–2 warn us against being conformed to this world. How can we resist the pressures of this world? By being transformed by the renewal of our minds!

We have no need of a feminized apparatus to bureaucratically manage women's lives or to issue sporadic statements about women's lives by smooth-talking functionaries. What we need are women who will fight because they know that without a fight the old order will not be destroyed and no new order will be built. We are not looking to organize what exists but to definitively destroy and replace it.

N]othing whole, nothing definitive or lasting can be accomplished in our country as long as a crucial part of ourselves is kept in this condition of subjugation—a condition imposed over the course of centuries by various systems of exploitation.

Hope, the proven ingredient of Nazi deception, was at its height.

We pray, 'lead us not into temptation'. Do we then lead ourselves into temptation?

An idle person is the devil's tennis ball, which he bandies up and down with temptation until at last the ball goes out of play.

They who pray that they may not be led into temptation, must not lead themselves into temptation. 2.

Better is that temptation which humbles me, than that duty which makes me proud.

Guile is the shield and spear of the oppressed.

The girl threw up a Black Power fist and bounced.

cracked her open, and she'd come spilling out, slow and sweet as honey. She wanted to hate letting him get inside again. She'd been so willing to give it all up.

Do you think this thing between us will ever wear off? Because I'm starting to feel like it won't. And fighting it seems…" "Pointless.

The world is filled with people who are no longer needed—and who try to make slaves of all of us—and they have their music and we have ours. Theirs, the wasted songs of a superstitious nightmare—and without their musical and ideological miscar-riages to compare our Song of freedom to, we'd not have any opposite to compare music with—and like the drifting wind, hitting against no obstacle, we'd never knows its speed, its power.

Oh, he is really trying my salvation right now, because I feel a cussing demon getting ready to rise up and attach itself to my spirit!

Most of those who tell you they were in the resistance are fabulists at best. The worst are simply liars. It was a frighteningly small movement, covert, secret, and the price of discovery was monstrous. After the war, everyone wanted to believe that they had supported it. It is a collective French national fantasy.

Even as late as the end of June, astonishingly few French citizens were actively resisting the German occupation. Before the summer ended, the organized resistance would swell to perhaps a couple of hundred thousand people in all of France—less than 3 percent of the population, no matter what tales of bravado anyone told later.