Quotes About Freedom

The experience of writing under a pseudonym was tremendously liberating; I could write what I wanted.

My only writing ritual is to shave my head bald between writing the first and second drafts of a book. If I can throw away all my hair, then I have the freedom to trash any part of the book on the next rewrite.

Writing is very much a playground - an artistic playground. It's the most fun thing I do.

It would be so simple to allow children, when tired of sitting, to rise, and when tired of writing, to desist, and then their bones would not be twisted.

Faithfulness to the past can be a kind of death above ground. Writing of the past is a resurrection; the past then lives in your words and you are free.

It's heaven to know that it's still possible to run, though she doesn't know what she's running from.

Perhaps, thought Nanny, little green Elphaba chose her own sex, and her own color, and to hell with her parents.

No, my girl, you know nothing of how we women are imprisoned in our lives, but there are ways to determine the sentence we must serve.

Yes, freedom is magnificent. But freedom is hard work.

Not everyone can fly by bubble !

someone with a real religious conviction is, I propose, a religious convict, and deserves locking up.

In my raveling thoughts I flew away, as if my spirit were nestled in the breast feathers of some passing hornbill or waxwing.

O beautiful, to make escape And leave this world behind. Had I to stay another day I'd lose my fucking mind!

Those who are roped into bed at night often fall into delusions of flight.

How deeply bound by cords of family anger we all are, thought the Witch. None of us breaks free. 12 One afternoon a few weeks

How deeply bound by cords of family anger we all are, thought the Witch. None of us breaks free.

There were more ways to live than the ones given by one's superiors.

I wouldn't mind leaving myself behind if I could, buy I don't know the way out.

Well," said Madame Morrible in a carrying tone, "one expects poetry, if it is Poetry, to offend. It is the Right of Art.

Well, said Madame Morrible in a carrying tone, one expects poetry, if it is Poetry, to offend. It is the Right of Art. I think she's bonders, said Elphaba.

Listen to me, sister," she said. "Remember this: Nothing is written in the stars. Not these stars, nor any others. No one controls your destiny.

Flying is desire fulfilled.

there is no backstory in dream. Time slips all its handcuffs. So:

Another word for poverty of choice is innocence.