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Quotes About Freedom

Meanwhile, let us abolish the ticking of time's clock with one blow. Come closer.
~ Virginia Woolf
Freedom and fullness of expression are of the essence of the art.
~ Virginia Woolf
W]e cease to be soldiers in the army of the upright; we become deserters. They march to battle. We float with the sticks on the stream; helter-skelter with the dead leaves on the lawn, irresponsible and disinterested and able, perhaps for the first time for years, to look round, to look up—to look, for example, at the sky.
~ Virginia Woolf
It's something useless, sudden, violent; something that costs a life; red, blue, purple; a spirit; a splash … free from taint, dependence, soilure of humanity or care for one's kind; something rash, ridiculous… ecstasy — it's ecstasy that matters.
~ Virginia Woolf
She was off like a bird, bullet, or arrow, impelled by what desire, shot by whom, at what directed, who could say?
~ Virginia Woolf
This is my right; it is the right of every human being. I choose not the suffocating anesthetic of the suburbs, but the violent jolt of the Capital, that is my choice. The meanest patient, yes, even the very lowest is allowed some say in the matter of her own prescription. Thereby she defines her humanity. I wish, for your sake, Leonard, I could be happy in this quietness. [pause]But if it is a choice between Richmond and death, I choose death..
~ Virginia Woolf
The success of the masterpieces seems to lie not so much in their freedom from faults — indeed we tolerate the grossest errors in them all — but in the immense persuasiveness of a mind which has completely mastered its perspective.
~ Virginia Woolf
being an artist: And this susceptibility of theirs is doubly unfortunate , I thought, returning again to my original enquiry into what state of mind is propitious for creative work, because the mind of an artist, in order to achieve to the prodigious effort of freeing whole and entire the work that is in him, must be incandescent, like Shakespeare's mind, I conjectured, looking at the book which lay open at Antony and Cleopatra. There must be no obstacle in it, no foreign matter unconsumed.
~ Virginia Woolf
Her horizon seemed to her limitless. There were all the places she had not seen;
~ Virginia Woolf
Intellectual freedom depends upon material things. Poetry depends upon intellectual freedom.
~ Virginia Woolf
Cierra con llave tus bibliotecas, si quieres, pero no hay barrera, cerradura, ni cerrojo que puedas imponer a la libertad de mi mente.
~ Virginia Woolf
Perhaps then one reason why we have no great poet, novelist or critic writing today is that we refuse to allow words their liberty. We pin them down to one meaning, their useful meaning: the meaning which makes us catch the train, the meaning which makes us pass the examination.
~ Virginia Woolf
I am extremely happy walking on the downs...I like to have space to spread my mind out in.
~ Virginia Woolf
It is the privilege of loneliness; in privacy one may do as one chooses. One might weep if no one saw.
~ Virginia Woolf
When shall we be free? When shall we live adventurously, wholly, not like cripples in a cave?
~ Virginia Woolf
But let other pens treat of sex and sexuality; we quit such odious subjects as soon as we can.
~ Virginia Woolf
I refuse to allow you, Beadle though you are, to turn me off the grass. Lock up your libraries if you like; but there is no gate, no lock, no bolt that you can set upon the freedom of my mind.
~ Virginia Woolf
en tant que femme je n ai pas de pays. En tant que femme je ne désire aucun pays. Mon pays a moi, femme, c est le monde entier.
~ Virginia Woolf
To leave a door shut that might be open is in my eyes some form of blasphemy.
~ Virginia Woolf
Though the wind is rough and blowing in their faces, those girls there, striding hand in hand, shouting out a song, seem to feel neither cold nor shame. They are hatless. They triumph.
~ Virginia Woolf
Untuk menikmati kebebasan kita harus mengendalikan diri sendiri.
~ Virginia Woolf
Los ojos de los otros, nuestras prisiones; sus pensamientos, nuestras jaulas.
~ Virginia Woolf
Now that he was quite alone, condemned, deserted, as those who are about to die are alone, there was a luxury in it, an isolation full of sublimity; a freedom which the attached can never know.
~ Virginia Woolf
Stepping through fields of flowers and taking to her breast buds that had broken and lambs that had fallen; with the stars in her eyes and the wind in her hair— He took her bag.
~ Virginia Woolf