Bhagat Singh Quotes

They can't hurt me. Sure, they can crush you and kill you. They can lay you out on 42nd and Broadway and put hoses on you and flush you in the sewers and put you on the subway and carry you out to Coney island and bury you on the Ferris wheel. But I refuse to sit here and worry about dying.

You can chain me, you can torture me, you can even destroy this body, but you will never imprison my mind.

You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod me in the very dirt But still, like dust, I'll rise

No force, oppression, imprisonment, jail... nothing will stop me.

I say to myself if you believe deeply in your heart you must defy, and if you are willing to pay for your defiance, you must always do it, even though the pain may be much. Too many times in our lives we do not do it, and we pay even more.

She has a choice. She can either accept a life of misery or she can struggle against it. And she chooses to struggle...she fails in the end but there's something beautiful and even heroic in her rebellion.

They tried stoning me, my dear. It did not work.

During the darkest periods in recent history, of course, the most subversive things you could do is think, read if you can get the material and remind yourself that love exists.

You may chain my hands, you may shackle my feet; you may even throw me into a dark prison; but you shall not enslave my thinking, because it is free!

They will kill me but they will not kill my voice, because it will be the voice of all Afghan women. You can cut the flower, but you cannot stop the coming of spring.

As long as hope remains and meaning is preserved, the possibility of overcoming oppression stays alive.

I'ma do my thing until the day the reaper come for me. You can keep on grillin', I'ma smile back.

Our songs will all be silenced, but what of it? Go on singing.

It takes a special kind of person to fight back.

Though you may hear me holler, And you may see me cry-- I'll be dogged, sweet baby, If you gonna see me die.

...by crushing individuals, they cannot kill ideas.

Don't surrender to the dying light; don't take it lying down.

You may shoot me with your words, you may cut me with your eyes, you may kill me with your hatefulness, but still, like air, I'll rise!

The sun will shine on those who stand before it shines on those who kneel under them.

To oppression, plundering and abandonment, we respond with life.

When people tell you you're on the brink of death, you've got to dig pretty deep to get it together.

You can just never desist. You have to always push back, whatever the pressures put on you.

Shall I tell you what the real evil is? To cringe to the things that are called evils, to surrender to them our freedom, in defiance of which we ought to face any suffering.

You have to always push back, whatever the pressures put on you.

If ever I feel the soul within me elevate and expand to those dimensions not wholly unworthy of its Almighty Architect, it is when I contemplate the cause of my country, deserted by all the world beside, and I standing up boldly and lone and hurling defiance at her victorious oppressors.