Quotes About Resistance

Deep down in his heart the genuine Englishman has a rugged distaste for seeing his country invaded by a foreign army. People were asking themselves by what right these aliens had overrun British soil. An ever-growing feeling of annoyance had begun to lay hold of the nation.

On writing Jeeves and Wooster stories]: You tell yourself that you can take Jeeves stories or leave them alone, that one more can't possibly hurt you, because you know you can pull up whenever you feel like it, but it is merely wish-full thinking. The craving has gripped you and there is no resisting it. You have passed the point of no return.

Experience, dearly bought in the days of his residence at the University, had taught him that when the Law gripped you with its talons the only thing to do was to give a false name, say nothing and hope for the best.

she would be in much the same position as one of those monarchs or dictators who wake up one morning to find that the populace has risen against them and is saying it with bombs.

A man thinks he is being chilled steel – or adamant, if you prefer the expression – and suddenly the mists clear away and he finds that he has allowed a girl to talk him into something frightful. Samson had the same experience with Delilah.

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He who has nothing—it has been said many times—has nothing to lose but his chains.

porque en tu pecho austral están tatuadas la lucha, la esperanza, la solidaridad y la alegría como anclas que resisten las olas de la tierra.

Preguntaréis por qué su poesía no nos habla del sueño, de las hojas, de los grandes volcanes de su país natal? Venid a ver la sangre por las calles, venid a ver la sangre por las calles, venid a ver la sangre por las calles!

Rise up with me against the organisation of misery.

Contra los indios todas las armas se usaron con generosidad: el disparo de carabina, el incendio de sus chozas, y luego, en forma más paternal, se empleó la ley y el alcohol.

Painting is not made to decorate apartments. It's an offensive and defensive weapon against the enemy. (about Guernica).

We're constantly moving dust from one place to another, only to have it replaced by more dust — entropy always wins.

What do you think an artist is? ...he is a political being, constantly aware of the heart breaking, passionate, or delightful things that happen in the world, shaping himself completely in their image. Painting is not done to decorate apartments. It is an instrument of war." ? Pablo Picasso

En carta del 9 de septiembre de 1817 a su londinense iniciador masónico, lord MacDuff, escribe San Martín, acongojado: "¡Qué sentimiento de dolor, mi querido amigo, debe despertar en vuestro pecho el destino de estas bellas regiones! Parecería que los españoles estuvieran empecinados en convertirlas en un desierto, tal es el carácter de la guerra que hacen. Ni edades ni sexos escapan al patíbulo".

If we owned ourselves we'd overturn this earth there would be no reason to destroy everything we are but it's easier and safer to stay small.

The goodness of one man is more powerful than the wickedness of a thousand. Evil dies with the evil: goodness continues to live on long after the good are gone. As the sun that disperses the cloud and returns joy to earth, Barba Yani replaced the sickness in my soul with health. This did not happen without resistance on my part; I strongly opposed his efforts. But whose heart, even one as tortured by life as mine had been, could have ultimately repelled his extraordinary goodness?

The more your mind resists a bad habit instead of embracing it gleefully, the more you will build up the inner strength eventually to overcome it. Thus

But divine insight is painful to worldly ears;

Human beings find limitation and resistance in three-dimensional matter. When man's desire to live is severely shaken by disease or other causes, death arrives; the heavy overcoat of the flesh is temporarily shed. The soul, however, remains encased in the astral and causal bodies.9 The cohesive force by which all three bodies are held together is desire.

S/M flies in the face of every attempt the state makes to appropriate our bodies, our labor, our time, and our imaginations.…the state is deeply offended by any group of people who say, 'My body doesn't belong to you, it belongs to me, so fuck off'…

I was born into the century in which novels lost their stories, poems their rhymes, paintings their form, and music its beauty, but that does not mean I had to like that trend or go along with it. I fight against these movements with every book I write.

I loathe it when they [English teachers] are bullied by no-nothing parents or cowardly school boards.

Change comes hard, because we find nothing more traditional than traditions. We put so much effort into designing and building these hierarchies that we are tremendously resistant to rethinking them in spite of the pressure to do so.