Quotes About Freedom

La galera fa il galeotto.

Alaska was full of fringe-ists. People who believed in weirdo things and prayed to exclusionary Gods and filled their basements with equal measures of guns and Bibles. If you wanted to live in a place where no one told you what to do and didn't care if you parked a trailer in your yard or had a fridge on your porch, Alaska was the state for you.

Don't worry about dying, Elsa. Worry about not living. Be brave.

Examination was the only solace. Instead of looking away from heartache, you needed to crawl inside of it, wear it like a warm coat on a cold day. There was peace in loss, beauty in death, freedom in regret.

Everyone up here had two stories: the life before and the life now. If you wanted to pray to a weirdo god or live in a school bus or marry a goose, no one in Alaska was going to say crap to you.

She could leave them. She could break free and go her own way. It would be frightening, but it couldn't be worse than staying, watching this toxic dance of theirs, letting their world become her world until there was nothing left of her at all, until she was as small as a comma.

The Great Alone," Leni said. That was what Robert Service called Alaska.

You either belong here,, wild and untamed yourself, or you don't.

Loreda didn't want the kind of love that trapped. She wanted to be told she could fly high, be anything and go anywhere.

She knew suddenly that a woman could change her whole life and uproot her existence with one choice. Taking

Wild. That's how I describe it all. My love. My life. Alaska. Truthfully, it's all the same to me. Alaska doesn't attract many; most are too tame to handle life up here. But when she gets her hooks in you, she digs deep and holds on, and you become hers. Wild. A lover of cruel beauty and splendid isolation. And God help you, you can't live anywhere else.

Famous people have more money Ã¢â'¬Â¦ and less freedom; they have more choices Ã¢â'¬Â¦ and less honesty. Everything is a trade-off. And when we let the media choose our heroes for us, we are lost already.

In Paris, with a glass of wine in your hand, you can just be.

Your mama told me that if a girl grows up smelling sea air, she can never really breathe inland.

For a magnificent moment, the world fell away and she was somewhere else, before now, or long from now, and she wasn't hungry or tired or scared or angry. She simply was.

Elsa heard the message but didn't care, and not caring felt good. Almost exhilarating, in fact. For once, she had not let someone else tell her where she belonged.

Some lives are not ours to hold on to;

Elsa knew that a library card—a thing they'd taken for granted all of their lives—meant there was still a future. A world beyond this struggle.

Childhood's En

For all he knew, he was the first person to climb this jutting, dangerous slab of rock. That was what he loved about this sport. When you were high above the world, anchored to a bit of stone by a piece of metal and your own courage, there was no outside world. No worries, no stresses, no memories of what you'd lost. There was only the extreme beauty, the solitude, and the risk. He loved that most of all: the risk. There was nothing like imminent danger to make a man know he was alive.

life is more than what happens to us, Elsa. We have choices to make.

But you did it. You broke away. D'ya ever think life must be bigger than what we see here, Els?

Examination was the only solace. Instead of looking away from heartache, you needed to crawl inside of it, wear it like a warm coat on a cold day. There was peace in loss, beauty in death, freedom in regret. She had learned that the hard way.

if you jump off a cliff at least you'll fly before you fall.