Questioning The Rules Quotes

“What if... all the rules and ways we lay down in our heads, don't even exist at all? What if we only believe that they're there, because we want to think that they're there? All the formalities of morality and the decisions that we see ourselves making in order to be better (or the best)... what if we think we've got it all under control— but we don't? What if the path for you, is one that you would never dare take because you never saw yourself going that way? And then what if you realized that one day— would you take the path for you? Or would you choose to believe in your rules and your reasons? Your moralities and your hopes? What if your own hope, and your own morality— are going the other way?”
― C. JoyBell C.

“One of the greatest tragedies I can think of is for a person to die having never fully questioned the life he was born into.”
― Dan Pearce, Single Dad Laughing: The Best of Year One

“Which of my beliefs are of my own creation and which were programmed into me?”
― Glennon Doyle, Untamed: Stop Pleasing, Start Living / A Toolkit for Modern Life

“In all the seconds of life that beat solemnly from my heart, in all the hours of waiting for the release that binds us, in all the months of moons that guided our hopes, of all the years of yesterday that taught us the path of which we walk today:
Today, I am true. Today I will write without release; without questions or care of the minds that do not understand the words that will lie before me in this letter.
Licentia. The release of anything that covers my ears or blinds my eyes. Oh, licentia.
The people shall call me insane because I have proven to remain unrelenting in the belief that freedom and justice and truth are all subject to change, but that the ideas are the spark which light the fire to continue my journey. These words have no value unless given an idea, and that is the only part that is bounded in this world: the idea.
The idea to be free; no matter the cost of autonomy and decisions and conscious state of mind.
The idea to have justice; without a governance to proclaim what it defines.
The idea to seek truth; no matter how many lies claim to hold the reality.
Licentia. The release of anything that covers my ears or blinds my eyes. Oh, licentia.
It is the fear that controls the grip which lacerates our brains and chains our souls. It is the fear that without power or an entity that seeks it, that we will be dangerous. It is the fear of our ourselves that binds us. But once we are no longer afraid of the mirror that grants us our reflection, we begin to understand that the fear was simply an illusion.
It is the pain that scares us into submission and breaks our vows to our hearts. It is the pain that makes an honest man beg on his knees to the wolves that seek to devour his ideas. It is the pain that creates the stage to which only fools applaud and puppets play. It is the pain that makes us see the ugliness of our soul. But once we are in pain, we realize that it was never the worst feeling to behold, but that the betrayal of our minds and the minds of others is.
Licentia. The release of anything that covers my ears or blinds my eyes. Oh, licentia.”
― Kylee Carrier

“Just curious what brought you to our fair city, today,” the taller officer said, handing Rome back his papers.
“Do you ask everyone that comes to your fair city why they are visiting,” I asked, feeling anger rising in me. “Or did you decide that we didn’t seem to fit in your fair city?”
“What’s your name, young man?”
“Why?” I asked.
“Again, because I asked.”
“I am a minor. I was taught by my mother not to give my name to people I don’t know,” I said. I added, “If you want to know my name you can call my mother and talk to her. I am sure she would want to know why you, officer Roberts, decided to harass me and my friends on a Saturday afternoon in Half Moon Bay.”

Excerpt From
JUST ONE MO
Mark T. Sneed
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― Mark T. Sneed, Just One Mo