Quotes About Freedom

Bir ÅŸeyleri d??ar? at?p kap?y? kilitlediÄŸinde, asl?nda kendini içeri kilitlemiÅŸ oluyorsun.

Knowledge will always be the best weapon against tyrants.

People can be any kind of weird as long as they aren't harming anyone. Hells, that makes them victorious—that's their truth, they get to live it.

Witch' is just a religion, okay? No baby-sacrificing, no Black Masses, no sending imps out to scare the dog-snot out of kids, trying to make them think they're crazy. We don't do things like that. Our number-one law is 'Have fun in this lifetime, but don't hurt anybody.'" Nice little paraphrase of "An it harm none, do as ye will," if I do say so myself.

One of the first things we have to let go of is not being able to let go of anybody.

And I choose to be alone Rather than wrapped in arms I could never need.

Each day we live is a glass room Until we break it with the thrusting Of the spirit and pass through The splintered walls to the green pastures Where the birds and buds are breaking Into fabulous song and hue By the still waters. - Each Day We Live is a Glass Room

Glorious,' said Steerpike, 'is a dictionary word. We are all imprisoned by the dictionary. We choose out of that vast, paper-walled prison our convicts, the little black printed words, when in truth we need fresh sounds to utter, new enfranchised noises which would produce a new effect.

I enjoy the fantastic and the sheer excitement of having a sheet of white paper and a pen in one's hand and no dictator on earth can say what word I put down – I put down what I want to put down.

É a hora da embriaguez! Para não serdes os martirizados escravos do Tempo, embriagai-vos sem tréguas! De vinho, de poesia ou de virtude, como achardes melhor.

sees them trapped and they are rescued by Benjamin's

as females in a patriarchal culture, we were not slaves of love; most of us were and are slaves of longing-- yearning for a master who will set us free and claim us because we cannot claim ourselves

I entered the classroom with the conviction that it was crucial for me and every other student to be an active participant, not a passive consumer...education as the practice of freedom.... education that connects the will to know with the will to become. Learning is a place where paradise can be created.

The time has come to tell the truth. Again. There is no love without justice. Men and women who cannot be just deny themselves and everyone they choose to be intimate with the freedom to know mutual love. If we remain unable to imagine a world where love can be recognized as a unifying principle that can lead us to seek and use power wisely, then we will remain wedded to a culture of domination that requires us to choose power over love.

Feminist thinking teaches us all, especially, how to love justice and freedom in ways that foster and affirm life.

The soul of our politics is the commitment to ending domination.

Our] struggle for liberation has significance only if it takes place within a feminist movement that has as its fundamental goal the liberation of all people.

Our freedom is sweet. It will be sweeter when we are all free.

Patriarchy demands of men that they become and remain emotional cripples. Since it is a system that denies men full access to their freedom of will, it is difficult for any man of any class to rebel against patriarchy, to be disloyal to the patriarchal parent, be that parent female or male.

education was about the practice of freedom.

I choose to re-appropriate the term feminism, to focus on the fact that to be feminist in any authentic sense of the term is to want for all people, female and male, liberation from sexist role patterns, domination, and oppression.

Women have greater freedom than ever before, and yet it is not clear whether that freedom has given us greater access to true love. It is not clear how that freedom has changed the nature of romance and partnerships.

A genuine feminist politics always brings us from bondage to freedom, from lovelessness to loving... There can be no love without justice.

sometimes falling rain carries memories of betrayal there in the woods where she was not meant to be too young she believes in her right to be free in her body free from harm believing nature a wilderness she can enter be solaced believing the power that there be sacred place that there can be atonement now she returns with no fear facing the past ready to risk knowing these woods now hold beauty and danger