Quotes About Freedom

What does freedom mean if we accept the fundamental premise that humans are social beings, raised in certain social and historical contexts and belonging to particular communities that shape their desires and understandings of the world?

The dance of life should be created from moment to moment with individuality and spontaneity.

I'm a gypsy at heart," Qwilleran said. "Home is where I hang my toothbrush and where the cats have their commode. See you tonight.

hey'd say that heterosexual women become feminists when they finally understand that society doesn't allow them to be complete and free human beings— but lesbians had always understood that. Feminists are finally realizing that sex roles dehumanize women— but lesbian had always understood that; they'd always refused to a cape the limitations and oppressions opposed by the womanly role.

God, Jack, it makes you want to go out and convert the whole damn world to homosexuality," she told him. "Just so you can walk down the street with your head up. "Maybe

Despite its evils, bitterness holds many of us captive. Forgiveness is the only escape route out of this prison.

You can choose to be free of the love of money. You can be in control of your possessions rather than be controlled by what you have and what you want. It's a secret choice of the heart between God and you.

He used you, yeah. But what if you hadn't come? My family would have run again, but we would never have been free. We would never stop hunting us. I know. I thought of my frustration in Paris and I couldn't even imagine how sick of running Seth must be. That's why I had to come. His eyebrow cocked upward. And here I thought you came to see me.

I read somewhere that flying is like throwing your soul into the heavens and racing to catch it as it falls. I don't think mine would ever fall, he murmured, looking at the clear cold sky.

He was gone, but she wasn't free of him.

Liberty begins with a heart reconciled to God.

How could an alphabet—letters that didn't even mean anything by themselves—be important? But it was important. Our stories, our names, our alphabet. Even Uncle's newspaper. It was all about words. If words weren't important, they wouldn't try so hard to take them away.

It was all about words. If words weren't important, they wouldn't try so hard to take them away.

I have chosen the way of my death, which is something few of us are privileged to do.

The lush greenness of the pastures infused Shiloh. Overhead, she saw a red-tailed hawk flying in higher and higher circles in the sky. There were bluebirds everywhere, many of them sitting on fence posts. When they took off, that flash of brilliant blue always made her gasp with delight; it was almost an unearthly gorgeous color.

Slavegirls' brats, sir, are not heralded by proud fathers in the 'Daily Gazette.' The fact that I exist is marked only by my standing here before you, blood and bone decked out in a new dress. The modern philosophers may grant me a soul, but nobody – lord, nobody – burdens me with a fate to be foreseen!

Life would be only what they chose to make it, grappling within the straitjacket of society

software is like sex : it's better when it's free..

while we professors, lawyers, physicians, agronomists, artisans, instead of busying ourselves with books, legal papers, diagnoses, weather forecasts, machine parts, were making piles of bricks that we would be ordered to unpile the day following, that verse from Exodus came into my mind, the verse in which the children of Israel are forced to bake bricks for Pharaoh of Egypt to build the treasure cities of Pithom and Raamses.

There I had been for three-quarters of a year caught in that mousetrap of a France, unable to get permission to leave the country. Now, for a second time, I was to taste the pleasures of an internment camp.

The paradox is that liberalism is concerned with the emotions above all else, as proof of which the word happiness stands at the very center of its thought, but in its effort to establish the emotions, or certain among them, in some sort of freedom, liberalism somehow tends to deny them in their full possibility.

You might be a hero. I say might because the choice is ultimately yours

There is still too much stuff in you that God needs to work out Ã¢â'¬Â¦ You will not be free by October.

The wise do not classify. The wise do not want to be classified. Classifying people is not classy.