Quotes About Freedom

To - to uto?ište mogao je imati, vjerovao je, da samo kaže jednu rije?. Zašto onda ne kaže tu rije?? Zato što bi današnje uto?ište moglo biti sutrašnja tamnica.

From Soloviëv, Mady naturally turned to Berdyaev, and while speaking of Slavery and Freedom—the concept of Sobornost—she opened the jar of pickled herring.

A rich man may be free on an income of a million net. A poor man may be free because nobody cares what he does. But a fellow in my position has to sweat it out until he drops dead.

It was the middle-class female solidarity, defending a nice girl from charges of calculation and viciousness. Nice girls marry for love. But should they fall out of love, they must be free to love another. No decent husband will oppose the heart.

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Happiness can only be found if you free yourself of all other distractions.

With her death and the remarriage of my father, the children scattered. I was turned loose—freed, in a sense: free but also stunned, like someone who survives an explosion but hasn't yet grasped what has happened. I didn't know anything. At the age of eighteen, I didn't even know that I was an adolescent. Words like that came later, in the forties and fifties.

The challenge of modern freedom, or the combination of isolation and freedom which confronts you, is to make yourself up. The danger is that you may emerge from the process as a not-entirely-human creature.

Ä°nsan içi boÅŸ isyan saçmal?klar?ndan kaç?nan bir nihiliste dönüÅŸmeden bu koca toplumun kontrollerine nas?l dayanabilir? Daha iyi niyetli baÅŸka dayanma ve özgürce seçme ÅŸekli var m? diye soruyorum.

The free countries are curiously lethargic about their freedom. The credit of revolution is strong in Western Europe, while capitalism, especially in its hated American form, is held to be dying. Many exult over its approaching death. Tired of old evils, they long for the new thing and will not be happy until they've had it. Baudelaire writes, in one of his journals, that life is a hospital in which patient believes that he will recover if he is moved to another bed.

Since the last question, also the first one, the quesiton of death, offers us the interesting alternatives of disintegrating ourselves by our own wills in proof of our freedom, or the acknowledging that we owe a human life to this waking spell of existence, regardless of the void.

Conflict is the essential core of a free and open society. If one were to project the democratic way of life in the form of a musical score, its major theme would be the harmony of dissonance.

People cannot be free unless they are willing to sacrifice some of their interests to guarantee the freedom of others.

Which came first, the protest or the law?

Most people would look at an animal in a cage and instinctively feel that it should be set free. . . . It's a dangerous world out there, filled with predators. . . . What would you prefer? A comfortable, safe, warm, cosy life in a cage, or an uncertain life of freedom.

Free yourself from the shackles of an oppressive reality. What's real to you is what you imagine and what you feel. If you manage your illusions wisely, you might get what you want, but you won't necessarily understand why it worked.

Our system requires a continuous supply of highly capable people who are so disgruntled with their jobs that they are willing to chew off their own arms to escape their bosses.

When you can release on your ego long enough to view your perceptions as incomplete or misleading, it gives you the freedom to imagine new and potentially more useful ways of looking at the world.

Just remember to keep your eye out for ways to maximize your schedule freedom in the long term.

I wouldn't be satisfied simply escaping from my prison of silence; I was planning to escape, free the other inmates, shoot the warden, and burn down the prison. Sometimes I get that way. It's a surprisingly useful frame of mind.

you aren't a therapist. Walk away from the soul suckers. You have a right to pursue happiness and an equal right to run as fast as you can from the people who would deny it.

Free yourself from the shackles of an oppressive reality. What's real to you is what you imagine and what you feel. If you manage your illusions wisely, you might get what you want

Writing takes place in an open playing field with limitless possibilities, most of them terrible.

As Catholics, we are free to cultivate a rich life of piety, drawing from the treasures of many lands and many ages.