Quotes About Freedom

Religion can never reform mankind, because religion is slavery.

The tenement house is the enemy of modesty, the enemy of virtue, the enemy of patriotism. Home is where the virtues grow. I would like to see the law so that every home, to a small amount, should be free not only from sale for debts, but should be absolutely free from taxation, so that every man could have a home. Then we will have a nation of patriots.

I would not wish to live in a world where I could not express my honest opinions. Men who deny to others the right of speech are not fit to live with honest men.

He bade the slave ships speed from coast to coast, Fanned by the wings of the Holy Ghost.

Now and then some one says that the religion of his father and mother is good enough for him, and wonders why anybody should desire a better. Surely we are not bound to follow our parents in religion any more than in politics, science or art.

I know not what discoveries, what inventions, what thoughts may leap from the brain of the world. I know not what garments of glory may be woven by the years to come. I cannot dream of the victories to be won upon the fields of thought; but I do know, that coming from the infinite sea of the future, there will never touch this 'bank and shoal of time' a richer gift, a rarer blessing than liberty for man, for woman, and for child .

The man who does not do his own thinking is a slave, and is a traitor to himself and to his fellow-men.

Any church that imprisons a man because he has used an argument against its creed, will simply convince the world that it cannot answer the argument.

How fortunate it is for us all that it is somewhat unnatural for a human being to obey. Universal obedience is universal stagnation; disobedience is one of the conditions of progress.

Death is liberty, absolute and eternal.

while life has but one entrance, it has exits innumerable, and as I choose the house in which I live, the ship in which I will sail, so will I choose the time and manner of my death.

The grave is better than the cell. Sleep is sweeter than the ache of toil. The dead have no masters.

Subjects who are governed by the threats and promises of a king are merely slaves. They are not governed by the ideal, by noble views of right and wrong. They are obedient cowards, controlled by fear, or beggars governed by rewards—by alms.

man has the right to stop the pulse of pain and woo the sleep that has no dream.

Mental slavery is mental death, and every man who has given up his intellectual freedom is the living coffin of his dead soul. In this sense, every church is a cemetery and every creed an epitaph.

Mental slavery is mental death, and every man who has given up his intellectual freedom is the living coffin of his dead soul.

Girls like that idea, that little bit of possessiveness. They t'ink it means he only wants her, when o' course, it's the other way round. He only wants her available to him. He's still free to look at other girls...

Middle-class gorls, with their mammies and daddies paying their way, they could afford to burn their bras and have hairy armpits.

Why the fuck had she put that ring back on? Hadn't she tasted freedom on that drive up to Barrow, which Strike looked back on with a fondness that discomposed him? She's making a fucking huge mistake, that's all. That was all. It wasn't personal. Whether she was engaged, married or single, nothing could or ever would come of the weakness he was forced to acknowledge that he had developed.

Lately she had become simply grateful for time without Matthew, when she could relax, not having to hide anything, whether the work she was doing on the Chiswell case or the panic attacks that must be conducted quietly, without fuss, on the bathroom floor.

E's always wanted to live the way 'e does – do art, live in a commune, polyamorous…'e an' Mariam 'ave got an open relationship. Nils sleeps with Freyja, anuvver woman at Norf Grove, sometimes. 'Er partner seems OK with it…

The difficulty of merging two lives, of waiting for the soulmate who never arrived, of craving both freedom and love.

fancy you since you first took off your coat in this office. I try not to give names to what I feel for you, because I already know it's too much, and I want peace from the shit that love brings in its wake. I want to be alone, and unburdened, and free.

I try not to give names to what I feel for you, because I already know it's too much, and I want peace from the shit that love brings in its wake. I want to be alone, and unburdened, and free.