Quotes About Provocation

Most interviewers are looking for a headline. They're not skilled. They're looking for shock value.

Love it when a compelling new character kicks open your mental door, tracks mud across your brain, and props their feet up on your cerebrum.

I love performing. I love being a provocateur. I love putting myself in situations that are uncomfortable and that I have to get out of.

I think it's fun to love-to-hate people.

Sometimes audiences love you because they get to boo you.

sort of wail that leads to fighting with fangs and claws.

She wanted to do something bad. She wanted to do something terrible that would shock her whole family, something that would make them sit up and take notice.

It occurred to me, not for the first time, that if Britain is ever to sort itself out, it is going to require a lot of euthanasia.

stripped to the waist; their two fingers jabbing the air; the vicious expressions on their faces as they hurled back the objects that had been thrown at them. Italians behaving like hooligans?

My questioner is not the least bit deterred by the insults I've hurled. He is undoubtedly encouraged by the fact that his questions have now firmly found their place under my skin. He is looking at his notes again, at his flowchart of questions and follow-ups, while I try to calm myself.

That's not water. That's socialism juice. We should bomb Lake Erie.

Their relentless competitiveness brought out the worst in opponents; I always found it fascinating that, for a team that ended up in so many fights, the Pistons never threw the first punch

I love it when someone insults me. That means that I don't have to be nice anymore.

Everybody got it wrong. I said I was into porn again, not born again.

Now you see this one-eyed midget Shouting the word "NOW" And you say, "For what reason?" And he says, "How?" And you say, "What does this mean?" And he screams back, "You're a cow Give me some milk Or else go home

I bring rage out. I do bring rage out. I always have. I don't know if that's an asset or a liability, but whatever it is, I do.

as long as you don't hit one of his third rails—immigration and the press are the two big ones. If you hit one, he is liable to go off on a tangent and not come back for a long time.

When my time on earth is gone, and my activities here are passed, I want they bury me upside down, and my critics can kiss my ass!

No book worth its salt is meant to put you to sleep, it's meant to make you jump out of your bed in your underwear and run and beat the author's brains out.

When a man hears himself misrepresented, it provokes him Ã¢â'¬Â¦ But when the misrepresentation becomes very gross and palpable, it is more apt to amuse him.

F#*% evolution.

Maybe I was just flirting with madness the way I flirted with my teachers and my classmates.

How the fuck else am I going to get any attention in this place? Lisa always called the hospital 'this place.

If you ask me to leave now, I will." Slowly his mouth curved into that heart-stopping smile. "And then you'll miss what comes next." She shut her eyes for a heartbeat, trying to regain some control over her thoughts and her spread, wanton body. "What comes next?" "You do." He lowered his head again.