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Disqualified as a human beings. I had now ceased utterly to be a human beings.
I cannot, I cannot,' cried Marianne; 'leave me, leave me, if I distress you; leave me, hate me, forget me! But do not torture me so. Oh! how easy for those who have no sorrow of their own to talk of extertion!
All homosexuals should be castrated.
Burn them all, little dragon.
Burn like a bonfire in whatever you do
It is time some one undertook to rehumanise you
No mark survives this place: you too will yield
to unmemory.
Exterminate all the brutes!
expelled from the garden.
I will remove from my vocabulary such words and phrases as quit, cannot, unable, impossible, out of the question, improbable, failure, unworkable, hopeless, and retreat; for they are the words of fools.
Ignite, my love. Ignite.
Flee sloth; for the indolence of the soul is the decay of the body.
I'd dismembered it in my memories. I'd disremembered it.
I'm a destroyer: I destroy prejudice.
A word once vulgarized can never be rehabilitated.
GUILLOTINE, n. A machine which makes a Frenchman shrug his shoulders with good reason.
Remove yourself, sir!
Merely external emancipation has made of the modern woman an artificial being. Now, woman is confronted with the necessity of emancipating herself from emancipation, if she really desires to be free.
All thoughts, desires, conventions, attachments which come from outside must be ruthlessly pushed away.
You can bury your radical magazines and tear up your sexually perverse sketches and burn your sheets. But how do you erase who you are?
Indu'd With sanctity of reason.
Degrade and ultimately destroy ISIL
ANIENTED (A'NIENTED) adj.[anneantir, Fr.]Frustrated; brought to nothing.
And I hereby distinctly and emphatically declare that I consider myself, and earnestly desire to be considered by others, as utterly divested, now and during the rest of my life, of any such rights, the barbarous relics of a feudal, despotic system.
Your body is the house you grew up in. How dare you try to burn it to the ground.
Innovate or Evaporate
I am a man of vehement disposition, with violent enthusiasms, and extreme immoderation in all my passions.
Words that do not create images should be discarded.
With each passing minute, I'm developing a deeper appreciation of the word mortified,
Children who have proven themselves to be incorrigible by the age of twelve should be quickly and quietly beheaded, lest they grow to maturity, marry, and perpetuate the likeness of their being.
Hate me. Devastate me. Annihilate me. Re-create me. Re-create me. Won't you, won't you won't you re-create me.
Quod me alit, me extinguit"
'What feeds me, extinguishes me
identify with everything so easily - with your body, your thoughts, your opinions, your roles - and so you suffer. I have released all identification.
If I want a word, I make it. I don't like combustion. It's too quiet. I have some stuff in a state of combustication.
Destroy the Museums. Crack syntax. Sabotage the adjective. Leave nothing but the verb.
You can't burn me.Burn-- Rick Riordan
I am a prisoner of a gaudy and unlivable present, where all forms of human society have reached an extreme of their cycle and there is no imagining what new forms they may assume.
Immaturity is the inability to delay self gratification.
I had the perfect accident for the perfect idea. I was rendered immobile where the only thing I could do is mess with my computer.
Quickly, say something unfeeling. Mock my letters. Threaten my beetles. Just do something, anything reprehensible.
Ignite the fire in your soul.
At last I will devote myself sincerely and without reservation to the general demolition of my opinions.
They say, 'Nothing can be done here!' I reply, 'I know no such word in the vocabulary I adopt!'
To the destruction of what is.
You let the fire out.
I irritate; therefore I am.
this word needs to be reworded ==========
I, the miserable and the abandoned, am an abortion, to be spurned at, and kicked, and trampled on
O! I burn with impatience for the moment of the dissolution of intolerance; it has injured me.
iconoclastically.
Thou art relieved of thy duties!
You came to us a lump of clay, and we molded you into an instrument of Death.
Your Abnegation is showing,
Nothing is more horrible than my self in the mirror of hysteria. Nothing is more vulgar than my style in the hands of another. Toimitate me is to punish me.
I am now a man of despair, rejected, abandoned, shut up in this iron cage from which there is no escape.
If we knew what we are, we should do as Sir Arthur Jermyn did; and Arthur Jermyn soaked himself in oil and set fire to his clothing one night.
By resorting to self-resignation, the unfortunate consummate.
Liberate yourself, because no one else is going to liberate you
But now I am cabined, cribbed, confined, bound in To saucy doubts and fears.
I could do with a bit more excess. From now on I'm going to be immoderate
and volatile
I shall enjoy loud music and lurid poetry. I shall be rampant.
The vulgarity of inanimate things requires time to get accustomed to; but living, breathing, bustling, plotting, planning, human vulgarity is a species of moral ipecacuanha, enough to destroy any comfort.
I am the instrument of my own destruction.
Fervor is the weapon of choice of the impotent.
Substantiate or suffocate, Ms. Vetra. Mickey's ticking.
I hate that word, by the way. Retarded. I
Take down the walls
Dissimulation, even the most innocent in its nature, is ever productive of embarrassment; whether the design is evil or not artifice is always dangerous and almost inevitably disgraceful.
Impotent hatred is the most horrible of all emotions; one should hate nobody whom one cannot destroy.
Submit to the fate of your own free will.
Light your fire.
Get up, Imogen, and get yourself ready for battle. From now on, the orders around here are going to come from me." "And the first thing you're going to do is free my son from that accursed Malachi Configuration.
When you catch an adjective, kill it.
The Argument from Intimidation is a confession of intellectual impotence.
This world is too peaceful, too acquiescent, too tame. It is a circumcised world. Nay! - a castrated world! It must be made fiercer, before it can become grander and better and - more natural.
Accept me for what I am, completely unacceptable.
Ignominious grave, and I the cause! A thousand times
Let the words be gazetted and ridiculous henceforward.
I want to burn her.
Only God who appointed me will remove me.
I have taken a wife, I have sold my sovereignty for a dowry.
[Lat., Uxorem accepi, dote imperium vendidi.]
I have fallen,
for your words.
They are like,
a gossamer cobweb,
I have been,
embroiled,
decoyed,
snared into!
Incapacitated.
I fail to escape.
I fail to liberate.
Your words,
didn't redeem,
made me a,
captive instead.
You are an ember in the ashes, Elias Veturius. You will spark and burn, ravage and destroy. You cannot change it. You cannot stop it.
My role as your master is to debase you to the point of having no feelings, no emotions, no hopes or dreams
willing prisoner
Immodest words admit of no defence, For want of decency is want of sense.
From the first, the act of conquest, which reduces persons to the status of things, is necrophilia
The vain, inconstant, rebellious disposition of the people [of Armorica], was incompatible either with freedom or servitude.
I will take away your means of escape.
Get thee to a depilatory.
Set your soul on fire.
All other ways of mortification are vain, all helps leave us helpless, it must be done by the Spirit.
Intend to live in continual mortification, and never to expect or desire any worldly ease or pleasure.
There's no word worth your life.
I am not Abnegation. I am not Dauntless.
I am Divergent. And I can't be controlled.
Just shred baby, shred.
I am trapped in this body, and there is nothing I can do about it.
I am myself my own commander.
[Lat., Egomet sum mihi imperator.]
I'm paralyzed with happiness
You should know that if we do fucking kill you, the we'll just delete you. You got that? One click and then you're overwriten with random ones and zeros. Undelete is not an option.
I'll put an end to the idea that a woman's body belongs to her ... the practice of abortion shall be exterminated with a strong hand.