Quotes About Provocation

When you come into a rich man's house, the only place to split is in his face.

So many people considered Rami a traitor, a lackey, a turncoat, but in the end he didn't care: he knew what he was doing, he knew he was getting under their skin, he was peeling it back, exposing the rawness. He was outnumbered, yes, but they would find a tipping point sometime, somewhere, along the way. It was inevitable. He had to keep telling the story. Repeating it again and again and again.

To make matters even worse, Washington was a town filled with professional protestors who knew exactly when and how to provoke a confrontation. When forced to move, they were prone to pratfalls and overly dramatic wails of pain as if their limbs were being twisted to the point of breaking. All of this was done, of course, right in front of the cameras to elicit maximum drama for the nightly news audience.

The older one grows, the more one likes indecency.

Whenever you see a board up with Trespassers will be prosecuted, trespass at once.

I am not sinuous or suave; I sit among you abrading your softness with my hardness, quenching the silver-grey flickering moth-wing quiver of words with the green spurt of my clear eyes.

Thus, in pornographic novels, action has to be limited to the copulation of clichés.

I discovered there was an endless source of robust enjoyment in trifling with psychiatrists.

But then what does it matter whence comes the gentle nudge that jars the soul into motion and sets it rolling, doomed never again to stop?

Lolita, luce della mia vita, fuoco dei miei lombi. Mio peccato, anima mia. Lo-li-ta: la punta della lingua compie un percorso di tre passi sul palato per battere, al terzo, contro i denti. Lo. Li. Ta.

Looks like what drives me crazy Don't have no effect on you-- But I'm gonna keep on at it Till it drives you crazy, too.

Female, I give you fair warning: you are playing with fire" - Tegan to Elise (Midnight Awakening

Be reasonable? Fuck you. How's that for calm and reasonable?

Game on, asshole

Art is meant to provoke emotions, Avery. Its sole purpose is to arouse our senses, even if it disturbs. Even if it's ugly. Even if it fucking scares the living shit out of you.

Jesus," Dante interjected when the heavy quiet in the vehicle seemed endless. "All this touchy feely is making me itchy to kill something. How about we quit jerking each other off and go blow the roof off this mutha?

Renata snatched the last dagger from its resting spot on the kennel ledge and let it fly at him. Like the other before it, this one too was plucked from the air and now caught in the Breed warrior's nimble hands. He watched her, unblinking, and with a masculine heat that should have left her cold, but didn't. "Now what will we do for fun, Renata?

Please! … You can't just walk away and leave me in this shithole!?" Gideon paused next to Lucan. "hold up. Did he just insult my work?" Fangs bared, he swung around and stalked back in front of the gleaming bars. "Fuck you, calling this a shithole. This entire cell is a bloody technological work of art, you ignorant wanker.

Piss me off again and I'll rip you a new asshole and then fuck it. And that's just the foreplay.

Yeah, I need sex or I die. So stop with the obnoxious chaperone shit, because I really don't want you anywhere nearby while I'm doing it, and I don't think you want that either." She gave them the sweetest smile. "And know that the second you're gone, I'm going to ride Con until he begs for mercy." Eidolon sighed. Shade swore. And Con muttered something that sounded strangely like "Mercy". ~Sin

Fuck a motherfucking fuckduck" - Wraith

He really wished she would stop fingering the brick.

Raynor slapped her so hard her teeth rattled and eyes stung, but she refused to react except to say saucily, "You must have heard how I like foreplay." "I hope you like it a lot, because with your mouth, you'll be getting it nonstop." "Goody," she said dryly. "Because I so love a man who needs to prove his masculinity by beating on women. Do you hit children and kick cats, too?

You son of a bitch!' 'What? he said, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. 'You were mad.' 'I wasn't talking about the kiss.' He grinned. 'Does that mean I can do it again?