Quotes about Rebellion
To have a simple, untroubled faith, you must keep your spiritual innocence. That requires avoiding cynicism and criticism. This is the day of the cynics, the critics, and the pickle-suckers. Criticism is the forerunner of divorce, the cultivator of rebellion, sometimes a catalyst that leads to failure. In the Church, it sows the seed of inactivity and finally apostasy.
— Gordon Hinckley
One man is an oppressor because many are slaves; let us despise the slaves.
— James Allen
Many men are slaves because one is an oppressor; let us hate the oppressor. Now, however, there is amongst an increasing few a tendency to reverse this judgment, and to say, One man is an oppressor because many are slaves; let us despise the slaves.
— James Allen
I was just kind of sour with the sport. I didn't want anything to do with it. I went into a period of excessive partying and doing anything that wasn't figure skating, really. I went and built a house with my brother. I shut the whole world out and shut everything down.
— Scott Moir
Only the man who says no is free
— Herman Melville
To be a man is to be a nonconformist.
— Ralph Waldo Emerson
Poetry was alive and dangerous.
— Terry Jones
Tyrannical governance is unjust, since it is ordered to the private good of the ruler, not to the common good . . . And so disturbance of such governance does not have the character of rebellion . . . Rather, tyrants, who by seeking greater domination incite discontent and rebellion in the people subject to the them, are the rebels.
— St. Thomas Aquinas
Surely, no one who believes in an all-good God, who wants all to do good, could consistently claim that God gave Lucifer the desire to rebel against Him. Perish the thought!
— Norman Geisler
And then she said to herself, brandishing her sword at life, nonsense.
— Virginia Woolf
Killing the Angel in the House was part of the occupation of a woman writer.
— Virginia Woolf
Never had any boy begged apples as Orlando begged paper; nor sweetmeats as he begged ink. Stealing away from talk and games, he had hidden himself behind curtains, in priest's holes, or in the cupboard behind his mother's bedroom which had a great hole in the floor and smelt horribly of starling's dung, with an inkhorn in one hand, a pen in another, and on his knee a roll of paper.
— Virginia Woolf