Quotes About Freedom

When I land in a country and they ask for 'occupation,' I always just put 'artist.' I think that covers all of it.

Our main goal as Iraqi people is to drive the occupation out in any way.

As long as you don't forgive, who and whatever it is will occupy rent-free space in your mind.

Hunting, fishing, drawing, and music occupied my every moment. Cares I knew not, and cared naught about them.

France was an occupied country, a country that surrendered and was left without the right to choose.

Let every writer tell his own lies That's freedom of the press.

He was drinking and contemplating his fear. It seemed to him that he had been afraid all his life, but in recent years, or so it seemed, he had learned how to take a step into his fear, how to take the action which frightened him most (and so could free him the most). He did not do it always, who could? but he had come to think that the secret to growth was to be brave a little more than one was cowardly, simple as that, indeed

It seemed to him that he had been afraid all his life, but in recent years, or so it seemed, he had learned how to take a step into his fear, how to take the action which frightened him most (and so could free him the most). He did not do it always, who could? but he had come to think that the secret to growth was to be brave a little more than one was cowardly, simple as that, indeed

I'm not saying its right to break the law. I'm not talkin about that—but these prisons as they exist are wrong.

None of us here have spent more than 90 percent of our adult life in the cages where the animals are.

Nobody is ever really free, Gary. As long as you live with another human being, you're not free.

Once in a while, like a mist passing across the sky, she would feel a strange communion with him, as if a thought had passed back and forth, and she felt happy that the strain was removed from his life and he had been set free. It was paradoxical, but she felt good about that.

You become a worrier by practicing worry. You become free of worry by practicing the opposite…

The jailer is you. You're the only person who has the key to your cell. You're the only one who can open the door that leads to freedom.

Since you got here by not thinking, it seems reasonable to expect that, in order to get out, you must start thinking.

Liberty is not a license for chaos.

True adventurers have never been plentiful. They who are set down in print as such have been mostly business men with newly invented methods. They have been out after the things they wanted - golden fleeces, holy grails, lady loves, treasures, crowns, and fame. The true adventurer goes forth aimless and uncalculating to meet and greet unknown fate. A fine example was the Prodigal Sob - when he started back home.

In front the sea was spread, a smiling jailer, but even more incorruptible than the frowning mountains.

We are grown stiff with the ramrod of convention down our backs. ???? ?????, ????? ??????????? ???????? ???????? ???????????, ????? ???????????. (O. Henry, The Green Door)

The gray ghost that sometimes peeps through the rings of smoke is that of slain old King Convention. Freedom is the tyrant that holds them in slavery.

I heard my blood, singing in its prison, and the sea sang with a murmur of light, one by one the walls gave way, all of the doors were broken down, and the sun came bursting through my forehead, it tore apart my closed lids, cut loose my being from its wrappers, and pulled me out of myself to wake me from this animal sleep and its centuries of stone

o love is to battle, if two kiss the world changes, desires take flesh thoughts take flesh, wings sprout on the backs of the slave, the world is real and tangible, wine is wine, bread regains its savor, water is water, to love is to battle, to open doors, to cease to be a ghost with a number forever in chains, forever condemned by a faceless master; the world changes if two look at each other and see Piedra de Sol (The Sun Stone), translated by Eliot Weinberger

La lectura es libertad y el lector, al leer, reinventa aquello mismo que lee; participa así en la creación universal.

La poesía mueve al poeta como el viento a las nubes quietas: siempre más allá, hacia lo desconocido.