Quotes About Freedom

Rebellion without reprisal is one of democracy's perks, right?

C]apitalism--democracy's sidekick

Like a phoenix rising from ashes, she had created a new life for herself out of the wreckage of the old one, and it suited her down to the ground. She was a duchess with no duke, a mistress with no master, and much to the bafflement of society, she liked it that way. Her life was comfortable, safe, and as predictable as a finely tuned machine, every aspect within her control.

She would continue to be mistress of her own life. She would be no victim, not of her circumstances, not of Fate, and certainly not of any man. Not ever again.

What was the point of giving children freedom to experiment and fail, if one then turned it all into a tiresome object lesson?

Of all the butterflies that chose to stay, I'm in love with the one that got away.

Was it mad to at least try to live as one wished, or as clost to it as possible? This life is mine, seh would think sometimes. This life is mine because of good luck. And because I reached out and took it. -Cora

I see that if you try to fit someone in a box, she might slip through the seams like water and become her own river.

Loneliness was tricky: a cup filled at one moment with freedom, and the next, with emptiness.

I move onward, through the colors and cheers and music, floating into my future, and it is a clear, open space that stretches wider that the sky and higher than the Andes.

The good guys are the ones who wander. The ones with the ocean spilling from their chests.

Where do you want to live? Do you want to live free and poor and covered in flea welts? Or enslaved, with your own clean room and a shower with hot water? Who are you, Virginia? Who are you, really?

Do you have a girl? Where's your girl? Where's your girl?" "She's her own girl

She flew higher and higher into the plush and generous darkness, the long forgiving night, until she slipped through a star, a doorway, and heaven welcomed her in.

That if she could choose, Sister Bert would dive into one of those books and never come back out again.

On the boardwalk the arcade jukebox plays all night surrounded by teenagers--sometimes twenty bodies deep, bare-skinned and full of energy for the music, for one another, for life, for the little bit of freedom they taste in the salt air and their skin. My father finds his place in this crowd. They are a force together. They don't do drugs. They don't drink. But they do music, and their power comes from their numbers and the thrill of being young on the beach at night.

As with the principals tracking their time, it is this second step, envisioning how a schedule could look, and the third step, holding yourself daily to this design, that leads to time freedom.

We seized the opportunity to take a grown-ups-only hiking trip in Acadia National Park.

Be a sparrow, I told myself. Be silent and fly away. No one will bother you if you disappear.

What you did in the past is your business. Those were your choices—your mistakes—if you even believe they were mistakes. Stop caring what anyone thinks and live your life the way you want to live it.

Since I can't get this leashoff and take myself for a walk, what would you suggest, baby?" she lifted her chin "that's princess to you

She would never let anyone interfere with her right to use her mind.

The truth may not set you free, but used carefully, it can confuse the hell out of your enemies.

I like to sing in the car with the windows rolled down and hair blowing all over my face.