Quotes About Freedom

Hester, in the dark conclusion of Hawthorne's brooding novel, reassumes the Puritan mantle….Hawthorne thus captures the catch-22 of feminism: the very woman who is able to envision a new order of living is, by the same token, unable, since the passion that enables her also adulterates her in the eyes of the Puritans. Released from goodness, she is imprisoned in badness, within the framework of the puritanical order. But her mind is free to question the order.

The whole point of my gender transition was to free myself up. If something feels good, I'm not going to stop doing it because it doesn't fit someone else's notion of what a man is. -David Harrison

Women were supposed to be strong, but they weren't really, they weren't allowed to be.

Under coverture, a wife was required to live where her husband demanded, her earnings belonged to her husband and her children were the property of her husband, just as the children of the female slave belonged to her master. But perhaps the most graphic illustration of the continuity between slavery and marriage was that in England – as Thomas Hardy's The Mayor of Casterbridge reminds us – wives could be sold at public auctions.

If I were a seagull I wouldn't have to stick around If people argued- I would fly off, swerve, wheel, dip, scream. a thousand wings of company if I have friends two strong wings of my own If I don't

The best thing about college was that you could wear anything anywhere.

You mean I can't chain him to the bumper of my truck and drag him through the city?

As the Buddha taught, the cause of suffering is attachment; the end of attachment will mean the end of suffering.

The lesson for the Intellectual is never to invest so much of yourself in any situation that you are willing to compromise your integrity in order to maintain the illusion. Once that cycle begins, it is nearly impossible to release yourself from it. The Intellectual frees herself from the shadow by knowing who she is at all times and living from her truth.

Because you can make decisions for yourself even if they're wrong. Mistakes can be corrected. Life is too short to have everyone else tell you how to live. Make a few mistakes, and learn from them. At least they'll be real, and you'll be living, not just existing.

Leave that cycle at home. I like a truck bed to play around in under the moon and stars.

Don't suppose you'd want to stay long enough to scrub my back for me, would you? Lizzy might have had a wonderful experience when she rose up from the bathwater, but it damn sure hadn't set her free enough to do what Toby asked. She shook her head and smiled. This is not a real relationship, darlin'. I'd be willin' to turn it into a real one for a good woman to give me a bath. His eyes glittered.

You know what they say about angels? she asked. That they have wings and a halo? No, that they are just wild women who've had the hell screwed out of them, she said with another giggle.

It's her privilege to say or think whatever she wants. It's mine to ignore her.

it's been laid on my heart and I want to help others get away from abusive spouses.

Whatever happened is water under the bridge. Burn the damn bridge and forget the past, he whispered.

Life is too short to have everyone else tell you how to live. Make a few mistakes, and learn from them. At least they'll be real, and you'll be living, not just existing.

Guilt trips never take you anywhere

But it's scary, isn't it? Not having something to hate and blame for all your unhappiness.

Gossip is unfounded bullshit. Opinions are ours by rights of the Constitution.

we must not only get on our knees and pray for God's kingdom to come, but also get up and participate in the answer to our prayers by bringing the promised good news to the poor, binding up the brokenhearted, freeing the captives, and releasing those held in captive by the darkness. That is, after all, what ezers who follow Jesus are supposed to do.

Within minutes the girls were running barefoot along the sand, playing tag with the breaking wavelets. Nancy was dangling a bathing cap in her hand. "I'm glad it's calm," George remarked. "Say, maybe we could use one of those sailboats!" There were a variety of boats tied up—small sailing dinghies, rowboats, Boston Whalers. Larger sailboats were moored offshore. Several Sailfish had been pulled up on the beach.

She runs for the joy of it, because she can, her strides stretching to cover a dozen feet every time she leaps. Her mouth is open to taste the air, which is sharp with cold. The month turns, and the swelling moon paints the night sky silver, lighting up patches of snow scattered throughout the woods. Not yet full moon, a rare moment to be set free before her time, but the other half of her being has no reason to lock her away. She is alone, but she is free, and so she

We all of us somehow caught. We born this way or that way and we don't know why. But we caught any how. I was born Berenice. You Born Franky. John Henry born John Henry. And maybe we wants to widen and bust free. But no matter what we do we still caught. Me is me and you is you and he is he. We each one of us somehow caught all by ourself. I'm caught worse than you is. Because I'm Black, because I'm colored.