Rage, rage against the dying light.
Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
The only tired I was, was tired of giving in.
The principle was, death should not be entered like some snug harbor. It should be an unambiguous refusal to surrender.
I had no taste for defeat - much less victory - without a fight.
The resistance to praying is like the resistance of tightly clenched fists. This image shows a tension, a desire to cling tightly to yourself, a greediness which betrays fear.
Among the events of John McCain's five-and-a-half years of imprisonment and torture in North Vietnam, probably the most heroic, and surely the most celebrated, was his refusal to accept an early release from his captors.
I shan't ever understand your willingness to lie down and die," Felicity bars. "If you won't at least try to fight, I have no sympathy for you.
Nothing in the world is as fearsome as a bloody, battered opponent who will never surrender.
We will fight in every valley, in every street, in every oasis, and every town. We won't surrender again; we are not women; we will keep fighting.
Before you give up hope, turn back and read the attacks that were made on Lincoln.
