Quotes About Freedom

And before you ask, I don't ask what equipment my lovers have, merely if they want to play.

and for the very first time, all of my selves responded as Shade tore me outside of myself, filled me full with sparkling joy, and set me free from any lingering doubts I had about myself as a woman.

The victory march will continue until the Palestinian flag flies in Jerusalem and in all of Palestine.

Why the hell not run a race across the United States? A balls-out, shoot-the-moon, f***-the-establishment rumble from New York to Los Angeles to prove what we had been harping about for years, for example, that good drivers in good automobiles could employ the American Interstate system the same way the Germans were using their Autobahns? Yes, make high-speed travel by car a reality! Truth and justice affirmed by an overtly illegal act.

Faeries, come take me out of this dull world, For I would ride with you upon the wind, Run on the top of the disheveled tide, And dance upon the mountains like a flame.

Poetry is like a bird, it ignores all frontiers.

He who is conceived in a cage yearns for the cage.

I sing and drink, giving no thought to death; with arms outspread I fall upon the grass, and if, in this wide world, I come to die, then it's certain to be from sheer joy that I live.

Happiness without freedom, or freedom without happiness. There was no third alternative.

Everyone has to go mad, it's essential fir everyone to go mad - as soon as possible! It's essential - I know.

Yesterday, there was a Tzar and there were slaves. Today, there is no Tzar, but the slaves are still here. Tomorrow there will be only Tzars. We walk forward in the name of the free man of tomorrow, the Tzar of tomorrow. We have gone through the epoch when the masses were oppressed. We are now going through the epoch when the individual is oppressed in the name of the masses.

Sizler, tan?mad???m okurlar?m, sizler bize oranla muhtemelen çocuksunuz (sonuçta bizim arkam?zda TekDevlet var ve haliyle insan için en mümkün en yüksek doruklara erdik). Ve t?pk? çocuklar gibi, ac? ÅŸeyleri ancak tatl? ve kal?n bir macerayla kaplay?p verirsem yutacaks?n?z.

Freedom and crime are so indissolubly connected to each other, like... well, like the movement of the aero and its velocity. When the velocity of the aero = 0, it doesn't move; when the freedom of a person = 0, he doesn't commit crime. This is clear. The sole means of ridding man of crime is to rid him of freedom.

He plashed away, like paddles on water, toward the door, and every step he made returned to me gradually my feet, my hands, my fingers. My soul again spread equally throughout my body. I was able to breathe.

I felt I hadn't breathed since early morning, that my heart had not beat-and only now for the first time I took a breath, only now the floodgates in my chest opened...

that ancient legend about paradise ... Why, it's about us, about today. Yes! Just think. Those two, in paradise, were given a choice: happiness without freedom, or freedom without happiness. There was no third alternative. Those idiots chose freedom, and what came of it? Of course, for ages afterward they longed for the chains.

if the speed of an aero equals zero, the aero is motionless; if human liberty is equal to zero, man does not commit any crime. That is clear. The way to rid man of criminality is to rid him of freedom.

when man's freedom equals zero, he commits no crimes. That is clear. The only means of ridding man of crime is ridding him of freedom. And now, just as we have gotten rid of it (on the cosmic scale, centuries are, of course, no more than "just"), some wretched halfwits...

But if I am not a criminal, I beg to be permitted to go abroad with my wife temporarily, for at least one year, with the right to return as soon as it becomes possible in our country to serve great ideas in literature without cringing before little men, as soon as there is at least a partial change in the prevailing view concerning the role of the literary artist. ("Letter To Stalin")

There were two in paradise and the choice was offered to them: happiness without freedom, or freedom without happiness.

Ime te bolesti je: Mašta. To je -- crv, koji grize crne bore na ?elu. To je groznica koja vas tjera da tr?ite sve dalje -- iako to 'dalje' po?inje tamo gdje završava sre?a. To je -- posljednja barikada na putu prema sre?i. Radujte se: ona je ve? raznesena. Put je slobodan.

We must all go insane—as soon as possible go insane.

You will place the benevolent yoke of reason on the necks of the unknown beings on other planets, who may still be living in that primitive state known as freedom.

There were two in paradise and the choice was offered to them: happiness without freedom, or freedom without happiness. No other choice. Tertium non datur. They, fools that they were, chose freedom.