Women make natural anarchists and revolutionaries because they've always been second-class citizens, kinda having had to claw their way up. I mean, who made up all the rules in the culture? Men - white male corporate society. So why wouldn't a woman ...
I instinctively dress a bit tougher because I've spent a lot of time in the U.S. and I realised there was a certain image projected of me here. I've always been an absolute rebel. When I was in my teen years I had piercings and wore all black.
Jim Stark: If he had guts to knock Mom cold once, then maybe she'd be happy and then she'd stop picking on him. Because they make mush out of him! Just mush!
Crawford Family Maid: You're shivering, John. Are you cold? Jim Stark: [Gets up from his seat and takes his jacket off] You want my jacket?
Jim Stark: [to a shivering Plato] Want my jacket? [Plato looks up at Jim] Jim Stark: You want my jacket? It's warm. [Plato shakes his head]
[last lines] Jim Stark: Mom. Dad. This is Judy. She's my friend. Mrs. Carol Stark: He's... [Frank speaks, overlapping so their words become unintelligible]
Imperial Officer: Sir, rebel ships are coming into our sector. Captain Lennox: Good, our first catch of the day.
[evacuating the Rebel Hoth base] Han Solo: [to C-3PO] Hurry up, goldenrod! Or you're gonna be a permanent resident!
[Darth Vader enters Princess Leia's cell, followed by a sinister looking interrogation droid] Darth Vader: And now, your highness, we will discuss the location of your hidden rebel base...
Sid Phillips: [torturing Woody with a magnifying glass] Where are your rebel friends now? Sid's Mom: [offscreen, downstairs] Sid! Your Pop-Tarts are ready! Sid Phillips: [running off] All right!
The real damper on employee engagement is the soggy, cold blanket of centralized authority. In most companies, power cascades downwards from the CEO. Not only are employees disenfranchised from most policy decisions, they lack even the power to rebel...
Here in America we are descended in blood and in spirit from revolutionists and rebels - men and women who dare to dissent from accepted doctrine. As their heirs, may we never confuse honest dissent with disloyal subversion.
There is in me an anarchy and frightful disorder. Creating makes me die a thousand deaths, because it means making order, and my entire being rebels against order. But without it I would die, scattered to the winds.
We attacked a foreign people and treated them like rebels. As you know, it's all right to treat barbarians barbarically. It's the desire to be barbaric that makes governments call their enemies barbarians.
I've reached a point in my life where it's the little things that matter... I was always a rebel and probably could have got much farther had I changed my attitude. But when you think about it, I got pretty far without changing attitudes. I'm happier...
If by doing some work which the undiscerning consider 'not spiritual work' I can best help others, and I inwardly rebel, thinking it is the spiritual for which I crave, when in truth it is the interesting and exciting, then I know nothing of Calvary ...
She enjoyed her own pain by this egoism of suffering, if I may so express it. This aggravation of suffering and this rebelling in it I could understand; it is the enjoyment of man, of the insulted and injured, oppressed by destiny, and smarting under...
Egyptians are like camels: they can put up with beatings, humiliation and starvation for a long time but when they rebel they do so suddenly and with a force that is impossible to control.
Nate wrapped his arms around her, holding her close. "Let's get you back and I'll build you a fire." She liked the way he said it. He'd build HER a fire.
Kelsey flopped next to him, propping her elbow on the back of the couch so she was facing him. "Do you have something against happiness?" "Yes. Don't tell anyone, but I moonlight as the Grinch.
No doubt Pain as God's megaphone is a terrible instrument; it may lead to final and unrepented rebellion. But it gives the only opportunity the bad man can have for amendment. It removes the veil; it plants the flag of truth within the fortress of a ...
