Quotes About Freedom

Cuando ya no hay nada que perder, se puede correr cualquier riesgo.

Love will fly if held too lightly, love will die if held too tightly.' I just want her to relax her grip a little bit.

If you don't like what you're doing, then don't do it.

Odio a un romano llamado Status Quo, me decía, llénate los ojos de asombro, vive como si fueras a morir en los próximos diez segundos. Observa el universo. Es más fantástico que cualquier sueño construido o pagado en una fábrica. No pidas garantías, ni pidas seguridad, nunca hubo un animal semejante.

A la gente de color no le gusta El negrito Sambo? Quémalo. ¿Los blancos se sienten incómodos con La cabaña del tío Tom? Quémalo. ¿Alguien escribió una obra acerca del tabaco y el cáncer pulmonar? ¿Los fumadores están afligidos? Quema la obra. Serenidad, Montag. Paz, Montag. Fuera los conflictos. Mejor

Do you ever read any of the books you burn?' He laughed. 'That's against the law!' 'Oh. Of course.' 'It's fine work. Monday burn Millay, Wednesday Whitman, Friday Faulkner, burn 'em to ashes, then burn the ashes. That's our official slogan.' They

There are so many real people around, telling children what and how to do, that a boy has to run off down a beach, even if it's only in his head, to get by himself in his own world.

What is fire? ...It's real beauty is that it destroys responsibility and consequences.

remember that the Captain belongs to the most dangerous enemy to truth and freedom, the solid unmoving cattle of the majority. Oh, God, the terrible tyranny of the majority.

He and thousands of others like him, if they had any sense, would go to Mars. See if they wouldn't! To get away from wars and censorship and statism and conscription and government control of this and that, of art and science!

451° Fahrenheit: la temperatura a la que el papel de los libros se inflama y arde.

That's the good part of dying; when you've nothing to lose, you run any risk you want

Colored people don't like Little Black Sambo. Burn it. White people don't feel good about Uncle Tom's Cabin. Burn it. Someone's written a book on tobacco and cancer of the lungs? The cigarette people are weeping? Burn the book.

Il faut que vous compreniez que notre civilisation est si vaste que nous ne pouvons nous permettre d'inquiéter et de déranger les minorités. (...) Les gens veulent être heureux, d'accord? (...) Les noirs n'aiment pas Little Black Sambo, brûlons le. La Case De L'oncle Tom met les blancs mal à l'aise, brûlons le. Quelqu'un a écrit un livre sur le tabac et le cancer des poumons? Les fumeurs pleurnichent? Brûlons le livre.

Why waste your final hours racing about your cage denying you're a squirrel?

Le capitaine fait partie des pires ennemis de la vérité et de la liberté: le troupeau compact et immuable de la majorité. Oh, Dieu, la terrible tyrannie de la majorité! Nous avons tous nos harpes à faire entendre. Et c'est maintenant à vous de savoir de quelle oreille vous écouterez.

live as if you'd drop dead in ten seconds. See the world. It's more fantastic than any dream made or paid for in factories. Ask no guarantees, ask for no security, there never was such an animal. And if there were, it would be related to the great sloth which hangs upside down in a tree all day every day, sleeping its life away. To hell with that,' he said, 'shake the tree and knock the great sloth down on his ass.' 

And wasn't it the bright boy you selected for the beatings and tortures after hours? Of course it was. We must all be alike. Not everyone born free and equal, as the Constitution says, but everyone made equal. Each man the image of every other; then all are happy, for there are no mountains to make them cower, to judge themselves against!

My favorite tune was "'Tain't No Sin, To Take Off Your Skin, and Dance Around in Your Bones.

don't want to change sides and just be told what to do. There's no reason to change if I do that." "You're wise already!

Él y otros miles como él, todos los que tuvieran un poco de sentido común se irían a Marte. Ya lo iban a ver. Escaparían de las guerras, la censura, el estatismo, el servicio militar, el control gubernamental de esto o aquello, del arte y de la ciencia.

So! A book is a loaded gun in the house next door. Burn it. Take the shot from the weapon. Breach man's mind. Who knows who might be the target of a well-read man?

lui doveva andarsene, uscire, respirare l'aria libera della notte, conoscere le libere acque della notte che correvano verso mari più grandi e più liberi.

Fire balloons.