Quotes About Freedom

Birds can sing and fish can swim and I can do this.

i had just come back from the brink of Death itself, back to the sun and air. Now I was free; and my life, which I had thougt was lost, stretched out indescribably precious and sweet before me.

I was jarred - a little spooked as well - at so blatant a reference to something referred to, by mutual agreement, almost exclusively with codes, catchwords, a hundred different euphemisms. It was the most important night of my life, he said calmly. It enabled me to do what I've always wanted most. Which is? To live without thinking.

She was young still, and the chains had not yet grown tight around her ankles…Whatever was to be done, she would do it.

It had been a conscious decision to pull free. It had taken everything I had to do it, like an animal gnawing a limb off to escape a trap.

The idea of living there, of not having to go back ever again to asphalt and shopping malls and modular furniture; of no one marrying or going home or getting a job in a town a thousand miles away or doing any of the traitorous things friends do after college... the idea was so truly heavenly that I'm not sure I thought, even then, it could ever really happen, but I like to believe I did.

In a democracy, dissent is an act of faith.

I wish I was like that. More carefree." "Anyone can be. People aren't carved out of marble. We're all works in progress. The trick is to define ourselves, rather than let outside influences define us.

Hate is ignorant. Bigotry is ignorant. So is pride when it is based on things you had no control over. I won't take responsibility, or blame, for things that I did not do. I am not bound or obligated to live a certain way because of the circumstances of my birth. Culture, tradition, and religion are like language, borders, and infrastructure. They predate me. My ancestors don't dictate my actions because I didn't have any say in what they did.

The lone person on a wild landscape is a baseline of human liberty, a condition in which we are restrained by only physical limits and the bounds of our own consciousness.

But if people really mean to tell us that here in this world a believer can attain to entire freedom from sin, live for years in unbroken and uninterrupted communion with God, and for months at a time not even have one sinful thought, I must honestly say that such an opinion appears to me very unscriptural.

Free speech, free laws, political freedom, commercial freedom, national freedom – all these cannot smooth down a dying pillow, or disarm death of his sting, or fill our consciences with peace. Nothing can do that but the freedom which Christ alone bestows. He gives it freely to all who seek it humbly. Then let us never rest until it is our own.

Pauling was shocked by the freedom with which the X-ray crystallographers of the time, including particularly Astbury , played with the intimate chemical structure of their models. They seemed to think that if the atoms were arranged in the right order and about the right distance apart, that was all that mattered, that no further restrictions need to be put on them.

All words are possible, then, all names. They rain down, all these words, they disintegrate into a powdery avalanche. Belched from the volcano's mouth, they spurt in to the sky, then fall again. In the quivering air, like gelatine, the sounds trace their bubble paths. Can you imagine that?

Il n'y a pas de plus grande émotion que d'entrer dans le désert.

Freedom was traditionally understood as the power to do what one ought to do.

He who would be serene and pure needs but one thing, detachment.

A book is the only real escape from this fallen world.

It's that simple. A book is the only real escape from this fallen world. Aside from death.

She supposed it felt like freedom, if freedom was a fall into the unknown.

But in their initial jubilation they struggled to withstand a new reality in which they stood unshackled but remained unfree.

The vacation we often need is freedom from our own mind.

hungry for breath like a kite falling stray, the wire grows slack the child within pulls at the empty air.

There's always a choice," she said, opening her eyes again and meeting Flyn's with a somber gaze of her own. "You have to be willing to make it.