Quotes About Resistance

I have a soul of lead So stakes me to the ground I cannot move.

Refrain to-night; And that shall lend a kind of easiness To the next abstinence, the next more easy; For use almost can change the stamp of nature, And either master the devil or throw him out With wondrous potency.

For who so firm that cannot be seduced?

Our wills and fates do so contrary run, that our devices still are overthrown; our thoughts are ours, their ends none of our own.

I think the devil will not have me damned, lest the oil that's in me should set hell on fire.

O, train me not, sweet mermaid, with thy note, to drown me in thy sister's flood of tears.

My poor body, madam, requires it: I am driven on by the flesh; and he must needs go that the devil drives.

Tis one thing to be tempted, Escalus, Another thing to fall. - Angelo, Act 2 Scene 1

Thyself thy foe, to thy sweet self too cruel.

Cassius from bondage will deliver Cassius.

Alack, when once our grace we have forgot, Nothing goes right; we would and we would not.

Out of this wood do not desire to go; Thou shalt remain here whether thou wilt or no.

think our country sinks beneath the yoke. It weeps, it bleeds, and each new day a gash Is added to her wounds. I

An extermination center can only manufacture corpses; a society of total domination creates a world of the living dead...

What occurred had to do with Will—Sam's fellow slave at Nathaniel Francis's. While submitting to one of his owner's periodical beatings, Will had finally snapped, perpetrating what for a Negro was the gravest of deeds: he had struck Francis back. Not only that, he had struck Francis savagely enough (with a lightwood fagot wrenched from a barnyard stack) as to have broken Francis's left arm and shoulder. Then Will lit out for the woods, and had yet to be found.

What I mean in simple terms, Reverend, is that once the alarm went out, there was niggers everywhere—who were as determined to protect and save their masters as you were to murder them. They was simply livin' too well!

a few well-placed shots would either kill them or drive them back inside.

That's right. An unarmed population is an invitation for takeover.

Il terrorismo fondamentalista, di cui ormai abbiamo esperienza da vari anni, cerca di trascinarci nel suo baratro medievale. Aver permesso loro di trascinarci laggiù e di fronteggiarci sul LORO terreno, significa aver già perso la battaglia. Hanno vinto semplicemente facendoci accettare la loro regola: la PAURA. L'inclinazione ad aver paura implica la disposizione a trasmetterla agli altri.

Clever? who said that we all had to be clever? But we have to have courage. The whole position of women is what it is to-day, because so many of us have followed the line of least resistance, and have sat down placidly in a little provincial town, waiting to get married. No wonder that the men have thought that this is all that we are good for.

This is the sort of bloody nonsense up with which I will not put!

You see these dictators on their pedestals, surrounded by the bayonets of their soldiers and the truncheons of their police ... yet in their hearts there is unspoken fear. They are afraid of words and thoughts: words spoken abroad, thoughts stirring at home -- all the more powerful because forbidden -- terrify them. A little mouse of thought appears in the room, and even the mightiest potentates are thrown into panic.

If you will not fight for right when you can easily win without blood shed; if you will not fight when your victory is sure and not too costly; you may come to the moment when you will have to fight with all the odds against you and only a precarious chance of survival. There may even be a worse case. You may have to fight when there is no hope of victory, because it is better to perish than to live as slaves.

This is the type of arrant pedantry up with which I will not put.