Quotes About Independence

To wander farther was to wander alone, to rely wholly upon oneself.

And again that big, bushy thing of hers worked its bloom and magic. It began to have an independent existence for me too. There was Germaine and there was that rose bush of hers.. I liked them separately and I liked them together.

Artists never thrive in colonies.

Nothing better between five and seven than to be pushed around in that throng, to follow a leg or a beautiful bust, to move along with the tide and everything whirling in your brain. A weird sort of contentment in those days. No appointments, no invitations for dinner, no program, no dough. The golden period, when I had not a single friend.

My one thought is to get out of New York, to experience something genuinely American.

Perhaps it was the fact of having no father that pushed him along the road toward the discovery of the self, which is the final process of identification with the world and the realization consequently of the uselessness of ties.

Someday I am going to own a few feet of earth somewhere and put a house over it. Just one big room will do, with a stove and a basin of water, a huge desk, a bookcase and an easel. Then life can go rolling by, and what floats in through my door will be sufficient for me.

Maybe it doesn't make sense but it's my way. I can't navigate any other way

A weird sort of contentment in those days. No appointments, no invitations for dinner, no program, no dough. The golden period, when I had not a single friend.

To rouse the sluggish minds of adults to such a point of awareness is in itself an almost insuperable task. But even more difficult, assuming that this might be accomplished, would be the task of getting them to agree as to how their young should be reared and by whom. In their present state of madness one is inclined to suspect that they would rather the young perished with them than risk the possibility of seeing them grow up into fearless, independent-minded, peace-loving individuals.

Sürüye kat?lmay? seçersen ba????kl?k kazan?rs?n. Kabul görmek ve takdir edilmek istiyorsan kendini hiçliÄŸe indirgemen, sürüdeki diÄŸer koyanlardan ay?rt edilmez k?lman gerekir. DüÅŸ görebilirsin, ama herkesle ayn? düÅŸü görmek koÅŸuluyla.

Cuando me dejó, fingía o quizá lo creyera, que era necesario para nuestro bien. Yo sabía en el fondo de mi corazón que estaba intentando liberarse de mí, pero era demasiado cobarde como para reconocerlo.

Ben kendimle yaÅŸamay? öÄŸrendim. Ve bunu da seviyorum.

Zamans?z doÄŸmuÅŸ insanlar vard?r; ülkesiz, s?n?fs?z ve geleneksiz doÄŸmuÅŸ insanlar vard?r. YaÅŸam? tek ba??na sürdürmeyi seçenler deÄŸil tam olarak; sürgünler, gönüllü sürgünler. Bunlar her zaman da duygusal deÄŸildir: belirli bir ÅŸeye ait deÄŸillerdir yaln?zca - yani hiçbir yere ait deÄŸildirler.

Tengo la viva sensación de que voy a ser el último hombre sobre la tierra. Saldré del escaparate, cuando todo haya acabado y me pasearé tranquilamente sobre las ruinas. Dispondré de la tierra entera para mí.

No podía desperdiciar el tiempo haciendo de maestro, abogado, médico, político o cualquier otra cosa que la sociedad pudiera ofrecer. Era más fácil aceptar trabajos humildes porque me dejaban la mente en libertad.

No particular reason for getting off here. No particular reason for anything. I'm free -- that's the main thing...

The fact is that censorship always defeats its own purpose, for it creates, in the end, the kind of society that is incapable of exercising real discretion. In the long run it will create a generation incapable of appreciating the difference between independence of thought and subservience.

Resolve, and thou art free.

Buatlah keputusan, maka anda akan bebas.

At present I would prefer not to be a little reasonable,' was his mildly cadaverous reply.

He looked like a man who had never cringed and never had had a creditor.

Glimpses do ye seem to see of that mortally intolerable truth; that all deep, earnest thinking is but the intrepid effort of the soul to keep the open independence of her sea; while the wildest winds of heaven and earth conspire to cast her on the treacherous, slavish shore.

all deep, earnest thinking is but the intrepid effort of the soul to keep the open independence of her sea