Richelle Mead Quotes

You can do right or you can do what you are told. And the prize of the victory will belong to the bold.

I stand up to people.

I'm not going to kiss any rings from anybody.

I intend to put up with nothing that I can put down.

It may be tempting and more comfortable to just keep your head down, plod along, and appease those who demand: 'Sit down and shut up,' but that's the worthless, easy path; that's a quitter's way out.

I refuse to be pushed around anymore.

It's dangerous to assert oneself.

The opposite for courage is not cowardice, it is conformity. Even a dead fish can go with the flow.

One thing about me is that I don't like being told I can't do something.

I don't worry. I don't doubt. I'm daring. I'm a rebel.

So I don't think I'm gonna pull my head into my shell just because a bunch of people start acting like idiots.

If you stand up and be counted, from time to time you may get yourself knocked down. But remember this: A man flattened by an opponent can get up again. A man flattened by conformity stays down for good.

I’m not going to leave like a whipped dog. Period.

Up rose old Barbara Frietchie then, Bowed with her fourscore years and ten; Bravest of all in Frederick town, She took up the flag the men hauled down; In her attic-window the staff she set, To show that one heart was loyal yet. Up the street came the rebel tread, Stonewall Jackson riding ahead. Under his slouched hat left and right He glanced: the old flag met his sight. "Halt!"—the dust-brown ranks stood fast. "Fire!"—out blazed the rifle-blast.  It shivered the window, pane and sash; It rent the banner with seam and gash. Quick, as it fell, from the broken staff Dame Barbara snatched the silken scarf; She leaned far out on the window-sill, And shook it forth with a royal will. "Shoot, if you must, this old gray head, But spare your country's flag," she said.

I'm done with rules that are there just to be rules.

I seem to stand my ground.

I grew up really being able to stand up to authority.

If someone tells me I can't wear something, that's the moment when I want to wear it.

I don't have to explain myself to nobody. Nobody. I don't.

I'm not the kind of guy you threaten.

We have come to a point where it is loyalty to resist, and treason to submit.

The best things in history are accomplished by people who get tired of being shoved around.

You cannot police me, so get off my areola

Youth is insolent; it is its right - its necessity; it has got to assert itself, and all assertion in this world of doubts is a defiance, is an insolence.

Only I keep wishing I could think of a way...to show the Capitol they don't own me. That I'm more than just a piece in their Games.