Quotes About Freedom

I can sleep on a bloody washing line if I want to.

It can be safely asserted that since early Colonial times, the North has had a distinct race problem. Every one of these States had slaves, and at the beginning of Washington's Administration, there were 40,000 black slaves and 17,000 black freemen in this section.

My mother was born in your state, Mr. Walter, and my mother was a Quaker, and my ancestors in the time of Washington baked bread for George Washington's troops when they crossed the Delaware, and my own father was a slave.

Dr. King's famous 'I Have a Dream' speech was delivered at 'The March on Washington for Jobs and Freedom,' a call to justice beyond the traditional civil rights movement's focus.

The reason people like the Young Turks is because we say things you're not allowed to say in Washington that are obviously true.

How was the wolf to blame, if the sheep were roaming free?

It's more like ... she has grown too big and feels trapped in her own skin.

O saar, beware! Beware the horde, The ones you never see. We build your lairth, Repair, invent, We do all this for free. You torch our hideth You crunch our boneth Kill with impunity, But we are not Tho helpless now. Our day cometh. We are free.

She wanted to talk about it, to tell the peasants in the fields and the nobles in their palashos—the cows in the pastures, the very birds in the air— that everything was nothing. It was a delightful thought because it meant (to Tess) that one was free to choose, or decline to choose, without shame or coercion. For someone who was nothing, anything was possible.

I wish I could build you a cage, little bird, or a beautiful tower, to keep you safe from the corrupt, cynical world. You don't know how precious it is to be naive and innocent. I only want to protect you, so you can sing and be free like the golden bird you were born to be.

First, I gave you two choices as a test: there are never just two choices. That is a lie to keep you from thinking too deeply. Second, and more important: the body is innocent. Deeply, beautifully, fundamentally innocent.

How was the wolf to blame you if the sheep were roaming free?

Big surprise. Mom had instituted a curfew. Like there was something we'd do after midnight that we wouldn't do before.

Feminism means having a choice. And feminism doesn't care which choices you make, either. Just that you have them. The point has never been to establish some principled refusal to give yourself to another human being. The point is to make sure you can give yourself--or not give yourself--of your free will.

Men, perhaps, might nourish both heart and mind, but for a woman there could be no such luxury... How readily the rules of female behavior--gentleness, acquiescence, ever-mindfulness--turn to shackles. So, she thought, there must be declared a new kind of virtue: one that made the throwing off of such rules, and even such deceit as this required, praiseworthy.

If you find a way to live as you wish, unnatural though it might be, you'll carry on your shoulders the weight of a thousand wives' wishes. Though aloud all may curse you as a very devil.

She goes where she pleases. She appears unhoped for, uncalled for. She moves through doors and walls and windows. Her thoughts move through minds. She enters dreams. She vanishes and is still there. She knows the future and sees through flesh. She is not afraid of anything.

The woman senses that time is more purely hers if she squanders it and keeps it empty, holds it, feels it pass by, and resists filling it with anything that might put some too-useful dent in its open, airy emptiness.

Save your freedom for a rainy day," someone had written on the bathroom wall at Rudy's Bar in SoHo,

the point of the film....was about being a woman, about caring an not caring what happens to you. it was about not really caring. p.198

You can't own someone for a dollar.

I don't know if it's revolutionary not to work," she had told me, "but it's better. When you sell your body you are what you do. You're yourself and you get paid for it," or so she had thought at the time,

It was only a motorcycle but it felt like a mode of being.

Everyone's got their own way of loving. There's no such thing as 'supposed to