Quotes About Freedom

A ética da moral é mantê-la em segredo. A liberdade é um segredo.

Meu impulso de todos os momentos é ir embora.

I know what I am doing here: I'm improvising. But what's wrong with that? improvising as in jazz they improvise music, jazz in fury, improvising in front of the crowd.

Si fuese protegida por Ulises todavía más de lo que era, ambicionaría pronto lo máximo: ser protegida hasta el punto de no temer ser libre: pues de sus huidas de libertad tendría siempre de donde volver.

E quero aceitar minha liberdade sem pensar o que muito acham: que existir é coisa de doido, caso de loucura. Porque parece. Existir não é lógico.

Este é um livro fresco – recém-saído do nada. Escrevo para nada e para ninguém. Inspiração não é loucura. É Deus. A impessoalidade é uma condição. A loucura é a tentação de ser totalmente o poder. Pois também eu solto as minhas amarras: mato o que me perturba. Escrevo para me livrar da carga difícil de uma pessoa ser ela mesma.

Listen: I let you be, therefore let me be.

It so happens that the primary though - as an act of thought - already has a form and is more easily transmitte to itself, or rather, to the very person who is thinking it; and that is why - because it has a form - it has a limited reach. Whereas the thought called "freedom" is free as an act of thought. It's so free that even to its thinker it seems to have no author.

After not having seen myself for a while I almost forget I am human, I forget my past and I am as free from end and awareness as something merely alive. I am also surprised, eyes open at the pale mirror, that there are so many things in me besides what I know, so many things always silent.

I don't want to have the terrible limitation of those who live merely from what can make sense.

Somos livres, e este é o inferno.

What you will know of me is the shadow of the arrow that has hit its target. I shall only vainly grasp a shadow that takes up no room in space, and what barely matters is the dart. I construct something free of me and of you—this my freedom that leads to death.

I struggle to conquer more deeply my freedom of sensations and thoughts without any utilitarian meaning: I am alone, I and my freedom.

And I am in the world as free and slender as a deer on the plain. I get up as soft as a breath of air, raise my sleepy flower head, my feet light, I cross fields beyond the earth, world, time, God.

I can hardly believe that I have limits, that I am cut out and defined. I feel scattered in the air, thinking inside other beings, living in things beyond myself. When I surprise myself at the mirror I am not frightened because I think I am ugly or beautiful. It is because I discover I am of a different nature. After not having seen myself for a while I almost forget I am human, I forget my past and I am as free from end and awareness as something merely alive.

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Não quero ter a terrível limitação de quem vive apenas do que é passível de fazer sentido. Eu não: quero é uma verdade inventada.

Para Sartre a existência precede a essência, no sentido de que existir precede isso que nós somos; e que somos o que nós mesmos escolhemos ser.

Desde que descobrira - mas descobrira realmente com um tom espantado - que ia morrer um dia, então não teve mais medo da vida, e, por causa da morte, dinha direitos totais: arriscava tudo.

Escrevo e assim me livro de mim e posso então descansar.

Laying tracks gives you freedom without being too obvious.

I love music passionately. And because I love it I try to free it from barren traditions that stifle it.

At love's most intoxicating moment, I have enough freedom left to want to abandon it, for a moment, to other hands.

went with you or not." "But what would happen if you quit him and stayed here in Marseille?" "I don't care." Aslima began dancing round the room singing a pig-song in her language which is something like this translated: Want to know what's loving sweet, Want to know what's loving big? When two naughty lovers meet And unite in loving pigs.