Quotes About Freedom

What were leaky roofs and cold hands and gray days and rock as compared with such riches of freedom and aloneness.

Only concentrated action quells tyranny.

It's ok, it's alright, nothing's wrong tell Mr. man with impossible plans to just leave me alone in the place where I make no mistakes in the place where I have what it takes

I didn't have a hard time making it, I had a hard time letting it go.

Every man has within him only one life and one nature ... It behooves a man to look within himself and turn to the best dedication possible those endowments he has from his Maker. You do no wrong in questioning what once you held to be right for you, if now it has come to seem wrong. Put away all thought of being bound. We do not want you bound. No one who is not free can give freely.

This nation will remain the land of the free only so long as it is the home of the brave.

This will remain the land of the free only so long as it is the home of the brave.

The goal of any discipline is freedom. If the result is not greater freedom, something is wrong. (Chapter 1)

I very much regret to tell you that our piglet will not be able to attend, as he made good his escape while we were otherwise occupied.

From here she could see miles of dark emerald forest with just a few birds erupting from its depths like flying fish skimming an ocean ... 'Annabel!' Ewan called. She looked down. He was standing in water, after all. So without a moment's trepidation, she launched herself from the downed carriage, coming home to his arms with all the security and the pleasure of child leaping from the second stair.

Write out your own ending, Nevvy!" Chuffy exclaimed.

The queen's mocking laughter cut in. " This is your treasure, Lord Sheftu?" "Aye. The greatest treasure in Egypt—a maid whose loyalty cannot be bought. Whatever bargain we make, Daughter of the Sun, must include her freedom.

Uno se siente más cómodo y protegido en las afueras de la felicidad –igual que en las afueras de las ciudades o en las afueras de la gente–, sin tanta presión encima, con más espacio libre para moverse y, llegado el caso, bailar.

Freedom is a bird of many feathers; It may let one flutter down sometimes in the kitchengardens of the world, But the bird rests not upon any branch that grows near the ground.

Tutti sarebbero belli, liberi e spensierati, e amarsi vorrebbe dire soltanto: rivelarsi, l'uno all'altro, quanto si è belli. L'amore sarebbe una delizia disinteressata, una gloria perfetta: come guardarsi allo specchio; sarebbe... una cattiveria naturale e senza rimorso, come una caccia meravigliosa in un bosco reale. L'amore vero è così: non ha nessuno scopo e nessuna ragione, e non si sottomette a nessun potere fuorché alla grazia umana.

Me duele que hoy ya no existan límites, como antes de las columnas de Hércules, porque me gustaría ser la primera en saltarme esas barreras.

There is nothing wrong with going to bed with someone of your own sex. People should be very free with sex--they should draw the line at goats.

But sometimes, something else happens onstage: from the minute you start playing you just know you can do no wrong. It's as if your hands are moving independently of your brain; you don't even have to concentrate, you just feel as free as a bird, you can do anything you want. Those are the gigs you live for, and Dodger Stadium was like that, on both days.

no one was happy, everyone felt they were stuck there against their will, everyone was looking for something else, everyone knew there was a better life for them outside its walls.

Just then, down through the last glimmer of twilight, stepping high and free, like a cloud, a moth, a ghost in the shape of a horse — came the Silver Stallion. Wild, beautiful, and free as the wind he came, from one kingdom to another, Thowra

For God took a handful of blizzard snow, blew on it and created the horse.

beauty such as theirs was something with which one lived joyously — racing with the wind, with storm and snow, dancing in the frost or among the golden wattles, galloping, galloping in the spring sun. Life might be dangerous, with beauty that was so difficult to hide, but life was always and ever had been very, very good

All the love of the high, wild places, all the amazing joy in being alive sounded in his voice

Long miles of snow and mountains spun out behind him, and his hooves scattered stardust or snow crystals. He went bounding on and on, right on the spine of the world, thrust out against the night sky