Quotes About Freedom

Cómo se sale de aqui? -Si tanta prisa tiene... Hay dos maneras, la permanente y la temporal. La permanente es por el tejado: un buen salto y se libra usted de toda esa bazofia para siempre. La salida temporal está por allí, al fondo, donde anda aquel atontado puño en alto al que se le caen los pantalones y hace el saludo revolucionario a todo el que pasa. Pero si sale por ahí, tarde o temprano volverá aquí.

I felt like running away and not stopping until there was no more world left to run from.

Er zijn ergere gevangenissen dan woorden.

All you have to do is convince the sanctimonious that they are free of all sin and they'll start throwing stones, or bombs, with gusto. In fact, it doesn't take much, because they can be convinced with the bare minimum of encouragement and excuses.

She laughed nervously. I don't know what came over me. Don't be offended, but sometimes one feels freer speaking to a stranger than to people one knows. Why is that? I shrugged. Probably because a stranger sees us the way we are, not as he wishes to think we are.

At one point she said there were worse prisons than words.

All you have to do is convince the sanctimonious that they are free of all sin and they'll start throwing stones, or bombs, with gusto.

There are worse prisons than words, Daniel.

Don't be offended, but sometimes one feels freer speaking to a stranger than to people one knows. Why is that?" I shrugged. "Probably because a stranger sees us the way we are, not as he wishes to think we are.

Julián lived within himself, for his books and inside them—a comfortable prison of his own design

No sé qué me ha pasado. No te ofendas, pero a veces una se siente más libre de hablarle a un extraño que a la gente que conoce. ¿Por qué será? Me encogí de hombros. -Probablemente porque un extraño nos ve como somos, no como quiere creer que somos.

She laughed nervously. "I don't know what came over me. Don't be offended, but sometimes one feels freer speaking to a stranger than to people one knows. Why is that?" I shrugged. "Probably because a stranger sees us the way we are, not as he wishes to think we are.

No sé qué me ha pasado. No te ofendas, pero a veces una se siente más libre de hablarle a un extraño que a la gente que conoce.

Há prisões piores que as palavras.

Yo no soy de ningún bando —repuso Fermín—. Es más, las banderas me parecen trapos de colores que huelen a rancio y me basta ver a cualquiera que se envuelva en ellas y se le llene la boca de himnos, escudos y discursos para que me entren cagarrinas. Siempre he pensado que el que siente mucho apego a un rebaño es que tiene algo de borrego.

There are worse prisons than words

Why are books burned? Through stupidity, ignorance, hatred...goodness only knows.

One has to pay some price for being able to piss standing up.

Hazme lo que quieras —susurró. Tenía diecisiete años y la vida en los labios.

Hay peores cárceles que las palabras…

Sometimes memories follow you wherever you go-you don't need to take them with you.

Cómo puedo agradecérselo? - Viniendo por aquí y leyendo buenos libros, los que a usted le apetezcan, no los que yo o nadie más le diga que tiene que leer.

May we all soon go about as our real selves and take joy in it, saying, yes, yes, to whatever we are.

She tips back her head and howls: Moooooown! Oh wonderful moooooowwwwwyyyn!