Quotes About Freedom

Seriously. Books like these, they want you to conform to their style. You don't want to have to go make comics for a company that will control your work.

When the parachute opens, it's this incredible feeling... You float slowly towards solid ground. And when you land, it's like you're someone brand new. You're pure. I'm convinced it's like confession for the Catholics. You should all give it a try.

It was anti-Nazi Google.

So you could value your own life, replied the Titan. Before that you were under the gods' thumbs, doing their bidding without caring if you lived or died. When you could see that life was worth living by your fear of the unknown that was death, then you could really make things happen.

Believe me, you're going to have to do much worse than this--in the pursuit of freedom, the innocents will suffer--and at your hands.

Try to be pleasant to one another, get plenty of fresh air, read a good book now and then, depose your government when it suspends the free press, try to use the mechanism of the state to adjudicate fairly, and employ diplomatic means wherever possible to avoid armed conflict.

Dad had remained at liberty ever since;

Information can liberate but also imprisonate.

Careful,' he said, 'Information can liberate but also imprisonate....

Goodness me, no,' he replied with perhaps not quite the tone of veracity in his voice he'd hoped for, 'you can leave whenever you want.

Some things are worth going to jail for, Victor," replied Bowden in an even tone. "As LiteraTecs we swore to uphold and defend the written word—not indulge a crazed politician's worst paranoic fantasies.

Life is like a game of cards. The hand that is dealt you is determinism; the way you play it is free will.

Long years ago, we made a tryst with destiny, and now the time comes when we shall redeem our pledge, not wholly or in full measure, but very substantially. At the stroke of the midnight hour, when the world sleeps, India will awake to life and freedom. A moment comes, which comes but rarely in history, when we step out from the old to the new, when an age ends, and when the soul of a nation, long suppressed, finds utterance

Brain righties love open space.

If they opt out, bless them—because you won't have to waste time, money, or hopes on them.

When is a train most free? Is it when it goes bouncing across the field off the track? No. It is free only when it is confined (if you will) to the track. Then it runs smoothly and efficiently, because that was the way that its maker intended for it to run. It needs to be on the track, structured by the track, to run properly. You too need to be on the track. God's track is found in God's Word.

This was what America meant to me: food with a certain shamelessness; lunch with its knickers around its ankles.

All we have left of liberty is an ad-man's illusion.

Children are simultaneously required to constitute themselves as autonomous subjects, responsible, free and conscious, and to constitute themselves as submissive, inert, obedient, conforming objects.

In New York, madmen are free. Put out on the streets, they're not all that different from the punks, junk, junkies, alcoholics, beggars who fill it. It is unclear why a city, just as mad, would suddenly keep its madmen locked up, why should he deprive the movement of these samples of madness, if it, in one form or another, has already captured the entire city

All these old ultra-Leftists thwarted (by History), unclear where they are on the Left–Right spectrum, and ending up writing with both hands – from left to right, of course - in the hope of one day painting spaces of freedom for themselves with their toes.

Fortunately, there are other, more poetic ways of ridding oneself of freedom - that of gaming, for example, where what is at stake is not a freedom subject to the law, but a sovereignty subject to rules. A more subtle and paradoxical freedom which consists in a rigorous observance, an enchanted form of voluntary servitude that is, as it were, the miraculous combination of master and slave: in gaming no one is free, everyone is both the master and the slave of the game.

The old form of voluntary servitude was that of free men using that freedom paradoxically to turn themselves into serfs. The new voluntary servitude is that of men obeying the demand that they be free.

Freedom is not as free as is generally thought: it produces antibodies which rebel against it. Truth, too, is threatened from within, like a state battling with its own police force. If values enjoyed total immunity, they would be as lethal as a scientific truth.