Quotes About Freedom

It is absurd to have a hard and fast rule about what one should read and what one shouldn't.

And your eyes, they were green and grey Like an April day, But lit into amethyst When I stooped and kissed; And your mouth, it would never smile For a long, long while, Then it rippled all over with laughter Five minutes after. You were always afraid of a shower, Just like a flower: I remember you started and ran When the rain began. I remember I never could catch you, For no one could match you, You had wonderful, luminous, fleet, Little wings to your feet.

The girl laughed again. The joy of a caged bird was in her voice.

Llevamos cadenas, aunque nadie las vea, y somos esclavos, aunque los hombres nos llamen libres

The joy of a caged bird was in her voice.

Hay muchas cosas de las que nos desprenderíamos si no tuviéramos miedo de que otros las recogieran.

No Artist is ever morbid. The artist can express everything.

I never saw a man who looked With such a wistful eye Upon that little tent of blue Which prisoners call the sky

You know I am not a champion of marriage. The real drawback to marriage is that it makes one unselfish. And unselfish people are colourless.

To get back my youth I would do anything in the world, except take exercise, get up early, or be respectable. Youth! There is nothing like it.

Pentru a-È›i recâÈ™tiga tinereÈ›ea trebuie doar s?-È›i repeÈ›i nebuniile.

Entonces el ruiseñor voló sobre el rosal que crecía alrededor del reloj de sol.

She was free in her prison on passion

We have chains, though no eye beholds them; and are slaves, though men call us free.

The is nothing that art cannot express

No son of mine should ever take the side of the Puritans: that is always an error.

Ningún artista es morboso. El artista está capacitado para expresarlo todo.

I did not want any external influence in my life. You know how independent I am by nature. I have always been my own master; had at least always been so, till I met Dorian Gray.

Each man lived his own life and paid his own price for living it.

He felt that life was changeful, fluid, active, and that to allow it to be stereotyped into any form was death. He saw that people should not be too serious over material, common interests: that to be unpractical was to be a great thing: that one should not bother too much over affairs. The birds didn't, why should man?

There is nothing that art cannot express

In the summer of '67, as a buffalo on the run

To-day we live so cowed under the bombardment of this intellectual artillery(the media) that hardly anyone can attain to the inward detachment that is required for a clear view of the monstrous drama. The will-to-power operating under a pure democratic disguise has finished off its masterpiece so well that the object's sense of freedom is actually flattered by the most thorough-going enslavement that has ever existed

It isn't those who are taken by force, put in chains, and sold as slaves who are the real slaves; it is those who will accept it, morally and physically.