Quotes About Freedom

Even in the game there lurks a lack of freedom; even in a game is a trap for the players.

Her drama was a drama not of heaviness but of lightness. What fell to her lot was not the burden, but the unbearable lightness of being

Missions are stupid, Tereza. I have no mission. No one has. And it's a terrific relief to realize you're free, free of all missions.

a man who loses his privacy loses everything...a man who gives it up of his own free will is a monster

The constitution did indeed guarantee freedom of speech, but the laws punished anything that could be considered an attack on state security

The worst thing is not that the world is unfree, but that people have unlearned their liberty. If we cannot change the world, let's at least change our lives and live them freely.

En vivant votre misère, vous pouvez être malheureuse ou heureuse. C'est dans ce choix que consiste votre liberté. Vous êtes libre de fondre votre individualité dans la marmite de la multitude avec un sentiment de défaite, ou bien avec euphorie. (...) notre seule liberté est de choisir entre l'amertume et le plaisir. L'insignifiance de tout étant notre lot, il ne faut pas la porter comme une tare, mais savoir s'en réjouir. (ch. 43)

Missão, Tereza, é uma palavra idiota. Eu não tenho missão. Ninguém tem missão. E é um alívio enorme perceber que somos livres, que não temos missão.

he tried to design his life in such a way that no woman could move in with a suitcase

Shit is a more onerous theological problem than is evil. Since God gave man freedom, we can, if need be, accept the idea that He is not responsible for man's crimes. The responsibility for shit, however, rests entirely with Him, the Creator of Man.

He yearned to step out of his life the way one steps out of a house into the street.

in that state he is unaware of his age, his wife, his children, his worries, and so he has no fear, because the source of fear is in the future, and a person freed of the future has nothing to fear.

When graves are covered with stones, the dead can no longer get out. But the dead can't go out anyway! What difference does it make whether they're covered with soil or stones?

How she wished she could learn lightness!

Almost from childhood, she knew that a concentration camp was nothing exceptional or startling but something very basic, a given into which we are born and from which we can escape only with the greatest of efforts.

Jedino Å¡to nam preostaje pobuna je protiv sudbine koju nismo izabrali.

The crematory fire is the only way our bodies can escape them. It's the absolute death.

Her drama was no drama of heaviness but of lightness. What fell to her lot was not the burden but the unbearable lightness of being

Now what was tiring had disappeared and only the beauty remained. Saturday found him for the first time strolling alone through Zurich, breathing in the heady smell of his freedom. New adventures hid around each corner. The future was again a secret.

A sudden happiness, a feeling of bliss, the joy that came of freedom and a new life - these were the gifts she had left him.

Las personas deberían recibir su veneno el día de su mayoría de edad. Debería entregárseles en una ceremonia solemne. No para inducirlas al suicidio. Al contrario, para que vivan con más tranquilidad y más seguridad. Para que vivan con la conciencia de que son dueñas de su vida y de su muerte.

Quanto mais pesado o fardo, mais próxima da terra está a nossa vida, e mais ela é real e verdadeira. Por outro lado, a ausência total de fardo faz com que o ser humano se torne mais leve do que o ar, com que ele voe, se distancie da terra, do ser terrestre, faz com que ele se torne semi-real, que seus movimentos sejam tão livres quanto insignificantes. Então, o que escolher? O peso ou a leveza?

For seven years he had lived bound to her,his every step subject to her scrutiny. She might as well have chained iron balls to his ankles. Suddenly his step was much lighter. He soared. He had entered Parmenides' magic field: he was enjoying the sweet lightness of being''.

O drama de uma vida pode sempre ser explicado pela metáfora do peso. Dizemos que temos um fardo sobre os ombros. Carregamos esse fardo, que suportamos ou não. Lutamos com ele, perdemos ou ganhamos. O que precisamente aconteceu com Sabina? nada. Deixara um homem porque quis deixá-lo. Ele a perseguira depois disso? Quis vingar-se? Não. Seu drama não era de peso, mais de leveza. O que se abatera sobre ela não era um fardo, mas a insustentável leveza do ser.