Quotes About Freedom

You know what Hans told me last week? she says as I open the door of my fitting room. He told me to write down a list of everything I wanted to say about that women-and then tear it up. He said I'd feel a sense of freedom. Oh right, I say interestedly. So what happened? I wrote it all down, says Laurel. And then I mailed it to her!

I can't bring myself to move. Because as soon as I do, it will be time to be polite and matter-of-fact and back to normal. And I can't bear that. I want to stay here. In the place where we can say anything to each other. In the magic spell.

People drive by in their colorful convertibles with the roof down, looking all relaxed and friendly, as if you might stroll up to them while they're pausing at the light and start a conversation. It's the opposite of Britain, where everyone's in their own self-contained metal box, swearing at the rain.

I look along the endless line, squinting in the sunshine. I'm twenty-nine years old. I can go anywhere. Do anything. Be anyone I like. There's no rush, I say at last, and reach up to kiss him again.

A volte penso che staremmo meglio se fossimo semi di soffione: niente famiglia, niente storia, liberi di volare nel mondo, ciascuno nel proprio batuffolo di lanugine.

My shoulders hunch even harder. I'm allergic to family occasions. Sometimes I think we'd do better as Dandelion seeds - no family, no history, just floating off into the world, each on our own piece of fluff.

I feel a stab of guilt. But you can't stay with people because of guilt. Or because they can drive a speedboat.

Sense has taken a back seat for now. Alcohol is in charge of talking. And Alcohol says, 'Woo! Anything goes!

I ask this one thing: let me go mad in my own way.

I will not live by rules like those.

I am free! for I have in me the strength of truth.

I didn't say yes. I can say no to anything I say vile, and I don't have to count the cost. But because you said yes, all that you can do, for all your crown and your trappings, and your guards—all that your can do is to have me killed.

Death the deliverer freeth all at last.

Pray for life, my children, live where you are free to grow and season

I am not your slave. I serve Apollo.

É uma vergonha para um homem almejar uma longa vida, se não conseguir libertar-se dos seus males.

PHI.: All winds are fair to him who flies from woe.

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It wasn't only our country they occupied, Irene explained to Amir Shah. They occupied our minds.

How absurd men are! They never use the liberties they have, they demand those they do not have. They have freedom of thought, they demand freedom of speech.

I have walked myself into my best thoughts and I know of no thought so burdensome that one cannot walk away from it.

Now she has power and passion and the struggle has significance for me-let the momentary consequences be what they may. Suppose that in her pride she becomes giddy, suppose that she does break with me-all right! -she has her freedom, but she will still belong to me. That the engagement should bind her is silly-I want to possess her only in her freedom

When you are one of several, then you have lost your freedom; you cannot send for your traveling boots whenever you wish, you cannot move aimlessly about in the world. ~ Either/Or

Man is the synthesis of the infinite and the finite, the temporal and the eternal, of freedom and necessity, in short it is a synthesis. A synthesis is a relation between two factors. So regarded, man is not yet a self.