Quotes About Freedom

A man who had, as an adult, fled the cult in which he had been raised, told me that his psychiatrist had recommended The Giver to him.

The children all received their bicycles at Nine; they were not allowed to ride bicycles before then.

Hunting hawks did not belong in cages, no matter how much a man coveted their grace, no matter how golden the bars. They were far more beautiful soaring free. Heartbreakingly beautiful.

Not all prisons are made of iron bars, some are made of feather beds.

Arhys would have protected you from this choice, as a father would a beloved child. Arhys is wrong in this. I give you a woman's choice, here, at the last gasp. He looks to spare you pain this one night. I look to your nights for the next twenty years. There is neither right nor wrong in this, precisely. But the time to amend all choices runs out like Porifors's water.

The meaning of yes is created by the ability to say no.

Although even then, it hadn't been because he hadn't wanted to learn—just that he hadn't wanted to learn what had been set on the plate in front of him that day.  The power to select his own plates had changed everything.

But she was my project—I must answer for her— No. She's a free woman now. She must answer for herself. How free can she ever be, in that body, driven by that metabolism, that face—a freak's life—better to die painlessly, than to have all that suffering inflicted on her— Miles spoke through his teeth. With emphasis. No. It's. Not. Canaba stared at him, shaken out of the rutted circle of his unhappy reasoning at last.

I did not know what a prison I was in, till I was freed.

It's the first article in the constitution. 'Access to information shall not be abridged.

She was alone, uninhabited, she was herself again, after five months of that strange doubled existence.

Hunting hawks do not belong in cages, no matter how much a man covets their grace, no matter how golden the bars. They are far more beautiful soaring free. Heartbreakingly beautiful. He

Him or jail. She could see it in his expression. Crista shook her head slowly before swallowing tightly. "I'm not one of the Nauti Boys' whores," she whispered harshly. "I can't play one to stay out of jail, Dawg. I'd rather rot in prison than buy my freedom at the expense of my soul.

and as the sea wind blew on that high and lonely place, there began to slip away from the voter's mind the meaningless phrases that had crowded it long - thumping majority - victory in the fight - terminological inexactitudes - and the smell of paraffin lamps dangling in classrooms, and quotations taken from ancient speeches because the words were long.

It was better to be a wild thing in the lovely marshes, than to have a soul that cried for beautiful things and found not one.

God, lots of psychopaths walked free, in every culture and in every walk of life.

owning your sexuality is a big part of equality.

Lila is Sanskrit for "play," "amusement," and the sense that the universe has been manifested as an act of play by the divine. Through play, find your way. In play, find freedom, revelation, illumination.

TSHEMBE I do not recall that the Europeans have ever been exactly overwhelmed by morality—black or white! Or do you think they have suddenly become impressed because Kumalo is saying the black man wishes freedom? We have been saying that for generations. They only listen now because they are forced to. Take away the violence and who will hear the man of peace? (He sits on the box, an island in a sea of cloth) It is the way of the world, hadn't you noticed?

In the twentieth century men everywhere like to breathe; and the Negro citizen still cannot, you see, breathe.

The things he taught me were great things: that all racism was rotten, white or black, that everything is political; that people tend to be indescribably beautiful and uproariously funny. He also taught me that they have enemies who are grotesque and that freedom lies in the recognition of all of that and other things.

Eventually I knew what hair wanted; it wanted to be itself . . . to be left alone by anyone, including me, who did not love it as it was." —ALICE WALKER

Every day is a new day and you've got to just go with the flow. Accepting yourself as you are and letting go of what society says you should be are first steps toward freeing yourself. "Free your hair and the rest will follow

I tried not to think about my life. I did not have any good solid plans for it long-term - no bad plans either, no plans at all - and the lostness of that, compared with the clear ambitions of my friends (marriage, children, law school), sometimes shamed me. Other times in my mind I defended such a condition as morally and intellectually superior - my life was open and ready and free - but that did not make it less lonely.