Quotes About Resistance

His life was a constant war with insensate objects that fell apart, or attacked him, or refused to function, or viciously got themselves lost as soon as they entered the sphere of his existence.

One can hardly do anything productive when one knows there is cake in the fridge.

F*ck you guys, I'm goin' home.

I shot him daggers. Along with swords, scythes, scalpels, shivs, shanks, stilettos, and any other sharp weapon I could think of that began with an "s.

Histories never conclude; they just pause their prose. Their stories are, if they are truthful, untidy affairs, resistant to windings-up and sortings-out. They beat raggedly on into the future.

The future is always scary to those who cling to the past.

Brothers in suffering, brothers in resistance, brothers in ideals and conviction. It is now our duty to further strengthen this bond in order to secure this hard-won freedom for future generations.

The battle outside raging will soon shake your windows and rattle your walls.

The future of Cuba is one earned by a country that has resisted for over 50 years against the most powerful empire on Earth. The resilience of its people made this triumph materialize.

Resistance to change is proportional to how much the future might be altered by any given act.

The worse the coming future, the more it should motivate its opponents.

If you want a vision of the future, imagine someone watching a boot stamping on a human face - forever...and 'liking' it.

How do you change the inevitable? The act of trying to change it could actually cause it to happen.

What you resist persist.

Passivity is fatal to us. Our goal is to make the enemy passive.

A goal is a planned conflict with the status quo.

Make the opponents' goal more expensive than it's worth.

The devil is ready to do anything for us not to attain our goal

By persistently remaining single a man converts himself into a permanent public temptation.

Age after age, the strong have trampled upon the weak; the crafty and heartless have ensnared and enslaved the simple and innocent, and nowhere, in all the annals of mankind, has any god succored the oppressed.

Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

The path of least resistance is the path of the loser.

The resistance of a woman is not always a proof of her virtue, but more frequently of her experience.

Against the State, against the Church, against the silence of the medical profession, against the whole machinery of dead institutions of the past, the woman of today arises.