Quotes About Freedom

Write, if you must, because you feel like writing, never because you feel you ought to write.

It's like living in the Arabian Nights. Being the favourite in the harem. But the one perfume you really want is freedom.

He had not the benefit of existentialist terminology; but what he felt was a very clear case of the anxiety of freedom - that is, the realization that one is free and the realization that being free is a situation of terror

Fluttering against the glass. Because I can see through it, I still think I can escape.

In my opinion a lot of people who may seem happy now would do what I did or similar things if they had the money and the time. I

And the sky all wild, all free, all wind and air and space and stars.

My only plea is that all artists have to range the full extent of their own lives freely. The rest of the world can censor and bury their private past. We cannot, and so have to remain partly green till the day we die… callow-green in the hope of becoming fertile-green.

But the one perfume you really want is freedom.

I love honesty and freedom and giving. I love making, I love doing, I love being to the full

I love honesty and freedom and giving. I love making, I love doing, I love being to the full, I love everything which is not sitting and watching and copying and dead at heart.

Iubesc cinstea, È™i libertatea, È™i generozitatea. Iubesc capacitatea de a face ceva, de a crea. Îmi place s? m? implic din plin. Iubesc tot ce nu este static È™i îi ur?sc pe toÈ›i cei care se mulÈ›umesc s? stea de o parte È™i s? ptiveasc?, s? plagieze, pe cei a c?ror inim? a murit înaintea trupului.

Cu cat intelegi mai mult libertatea, cu atat o pierzi mai mult.

They did not kiss. They could not. How can you mercilessly imprison all natural sexual instinct for twenty years and then not expect the prisoner to be racked by sobs when the doors are thrown open?

daca am fi pasari, ne am inalta si am zbura, ne am pierde in albastru. Dar nu suntem pasari. - totusi, aripile ar putea sa ne creasca. - cum adica? - exista sentimente care ne inalta deasupra pamantului. N ai grija, o sa ai aripi!

I saw the angel in the marble and I chiseled until I set it free. —Michelangelo

Stress is a choice.

This girl is the daughter of the man who once owned Jon's mother as a negro-slave was owned. You can't lay that ghost; don't try to, June! It's asking us to see Jon joined to the flesh and blood of the man who possessed Jon's mother against her will.

Prima ancora del suo primo disastroso matrimonio, si ricordava d'aver seguito con ardore le ribellioni dell'Irlanda, e le cause di divorzio di donne che cercavano di liberarsi da uomini che odiavano. Avevano un bel da dire i parroci che la libertà spirituale e corporale son cose affatto diverse! Perniciosa dottrina, quella! Il corpo e l'anima non si possono separare in tal modo. La libera volontà costituisce la forza di ogni legame, e non la sua debolezza.

In his eyes, as in the eyes of all Forsytes, the pleasure of seeing these beautiful creatures in a state of captivity far outweighed the inconvenience of imprisonment to beasts whom God had so improvidently placed in a state of freedom! It was for the animals' good, removing them at once from the countless dangers of open air and exercise. Indeed, it was doubtful what wild animals were made for but tobe shut up in cages! The Man of Property, p. 191

Love is no hot-house flower, but a wild plant, born of a wet night, born of an hour of sunshine; sprung from wild seed, blown along the road by a wild wind.

It was as if his spirit were in prison. It would have been nice, indeed, to be that water, never staying, passing, passing; or wind, touching everything, never caught. To be able to do nothing without hurting someone - that was what was so ghastly. If only one were like a flower, that just sprang up and lived its life all to itself, and died. But whatever he did, or said now, would be like telling lies, or else being cruel. The only thing was to keep away from people.

A man of action forced into a state of thought is unhappy until he can get out of it.

For people in thrall to 'mortality', the good life means perpetual striving. For Taoists it means living effortlessly, according to our natures. The freest human being is not one who acts on reasons he has chosen for himself, but one who never has to choose. Rather than agonizing about alternatives he responds effortlessly to situations as they arise. He lives not as he chooses but as he must.

For a brief moment we believe, "Now I have the power to be me and do what I want.