Quotes About Freedom

I realized I would be forced to run away from home if someone tried to arrange a marriage for me. I didn't want to think about it.

Wait and hope, as I did while they took your arm off. I held my hand over your heart all through that final morning, so I could warn the surgeon of its faltering." "Did it falter?" "Not once. Nor will it falter now. Fly free, my brave one, my sunbird. Take back the sky. Do not be afraid.

Which would you rather have––an unlimited supply of Chanel No. 5, or freedom?

Rose: Last thing every night, some unseen voice would yell into the dark, 'Vive la France!' and someone else would answer, 'God bless America!

Joy of Backpacking,

This is my heart, a bird in the building.

Sometimes I wish that there were a way to let people know that just because I live in a world without rules, and in a life that is lawless, doesn't mean that it doesn't hurt so bad the morning after.

some things are too wonderful even for a child, and freedom's one of them

Once, long years ago, I thought I could set a canoe-load of my people free by breaking the bands at my wrists and killing the white man who held the weapon. I had the strength in my hands to do such a deed and I had the fire within, but I didn't do it." "What held you back?" Amos shook his head. "My hand was restrained and I'm glad that it was, for the years between have shown me that it does a man no good to be free until he knows how to live, how to walk in step with God.

What right had she to oppose him? Yet it was he who had given her freedom. The word was meaningless unless in its light each one lived up to his highest and his best.

But even while Lily was his wife, Amos thought of Ath-mun - now only a faint frail part of memory but still dear. He hoped that in making one black woman free he had made Ath-mun free if she was in need of freedom.

Once it was his hard-earned money that had been used to buy her freedom. How could she speak against his doing something with what was his for another in need?

Samuel George looked closely at the freed Negro facing him and he thought that though the man had the look of being familiar with time he bore none of the marks that time could leave. He was well built and well muscled, carrying his head high. There was gray in his hair, but his face was furrowed more by laughter than by years.

The At-mun-shi were as pagan as all the tribes in Africa, but they were peaceable and they were, as well, intense in their love of freedom.

Every time I took a long leave from home, I felt as if I were going to conquer the world. Or rather, take possession of what is my birthright, my inheritance.

One travels to run away from routine, that dreadful routine that kills all imagination and all our capacity for enthusiasm.

Certain travellers give the impression that they keep moving because only then do they feel fully alive.

I write with my foot.

Io sono tutta presa dalla curiosità per questo futuro incerto, dalla sensazione di essere ormai libera dagli ostacoli degli uomini; tutta presa dalla gioia di sentire che ciascun giorno, d'ora in poi, sarà nuovo, e che nessuno di essi sarà uguale all'altro; tutta presa dalla decisione di osservare, d'ora in poi, una sola regola: quella di camminare diritto davanti a me.

There's no one way to dance. And that's kind of my philosophy about everything.

Even before I knew I was gay, I knew I didn't want to have a child. I knew I didn't want to have one. I never want to have to release it from me. Listen, I love babies. I love children. And I melt when I'm around them. I also love my freedom and I love that I can sleep at night.

Who's to say what's better or worse anyway? Who's to even say what's normal or average? We're all different people and we're allowed to be different from on another. If someone ever says you're weird, say thank you. And then curtsy. No, don't curtsy. That might be too weird. Bow. And tip your imaginary hate. That'll show them.

Enjoy your life. God gave us our bodies as a gift. (Granted, to some of us it's kind of a gag gift, but that's okay too.) Wear what you want, love who you want, and have fun.

It asked readers, "Hot pink dress-is it a do or a don't?" Now here's my question about this poll: who cares? If you want to wear a pink dress, wear a pink dress. It doesn't matter what other people think. One hundred percent of the people polled could say a pink dress is a "do" and guess what? I still ain't wearing one.