John Taylor Gatto Quotes

There's nothing wrong with you. There's a lot wrong with the world you live in. And definitely get out of high school and make everyone sorry.

I’m tired of doing what I don’t want to do to live the way I don’t want to live.

I ain't crazy, I'm just not satisfied.

As the world is weary of me so am I of it.

Anyway, I am unfitted to hold down a job anywhere unless they were to pay me for getting angry at the world." 96

My records are basically a litany of complaints against the world, and I'm quite like that in real life as well.

I stopped and gazed on the little dull man who was being paid to be a teacher of teachers. I turned and walked to the door, slammed it closed with a bang, and broken glass crashed to the floor. There was uproar behind me in the class, which did not interest me at all.

May we not look for Discontent, Mistrust, Disaffection to Government and frequent Insurrections?

A minority of malcontents, some justly, some unjustly, angry with the present state of things, will always exist in this world.

Screw the cabinet and the rest of those. As far as I’m concerned, I’ve made the speech now and let the rest of them – if they like it, fine. But no more suckin’ around. From now on they come to me. I’m sick of the whole bunch.

I knew my ways were unfulfilling. I chased power, pleasure, possessions, something satisfying. I knew I kept getting let down. I knew it was insanity, and I was never going to find fulfillment, but I didn't know what else to look for.

A lot of these dudes in metal, they're just mad at the world because, like... who even knows?

I tell people all the time, the status quo is so untenable to me. Like, literally, I have no patience for it.

I am not a politician. I am just a business guy who has had enough.

Oh, cold world -- I have grown so weary of you and all your horrible bathrooms.

I'm not leaving America because it doesn't support me.

If all we seek is an escape, what does that say about the world we live in? That village, that city, that life? We are desperate with our dreams. What - oh, what - does that say?

For education among all kinds of men always has had, and always will have, an element of danger and revolution, of dissatisfaction and discontent.

Well, I try my best to be just like I am, But everybody wants you to be just like them, They sing while you slave and I just get bored

The first twenty years of my life were wasted. I didn't fit my environment, and I didn't know any other.

There's always a place for the angry young man with his fist in the air and his head in the sand. He's never been able to learn from mistakes, he can't understand why his heart always breaks.

I invite all brats to throw their cookies at the baker's head if they're not sweet, winos to chuck their wine if it's bad, the dying to shuck their souls when they croak, and men to throw their existence in God's face when it's bitter

I'm sick of not having the courage to be an absolute nobody. I'm sick of myself and everybody else that wants to make some kind of a splash.

This world is gradually becoming a place Where I do not care to be any more.

You’re just a young kid. What are you doin’ here? You oughta be out in a convertible, why… bird-doggin’ chicks and bangin’ beaver. What are ya doin’ here, for Christ’s sake? What’s funny about that? Jesus, I mean, you guys do nothin’ but complain about how you can’t stand it in this place here and then you haven’t got the guts just to walk out!