Quotes About Independence

I can sleep on a bloody washing line if I want to.

My home life, growing up, was like tumbling inside a washing machine as I shuttled around the middle of Kentucky with my mother. She was never content to stay in one place, or with one man, for too long. She was as smart as she was independent, though, and always landed some job that brought in a little money.

I had very few friends. There was nobody I could trust. I left home when I was fifteen. I lived in Washington Square Park.

Happy for America, happy for Europe, perhaps for the world when, on the delivery of Cornwallis's sword to the illustrious, the immortal Washington, or rather by his order, to the brave Lincoln, the sun of Liberty and Independence burst through a sable cloud, and his benign influence was, almost instantaneously, felt in our remotest corners!

The colonists' first protest against the British unfolded on Aug. 14, 1765 at the Liberty Tree. A magnificent elm towering over the other trees nearby, the Liberty Tree stood at the corner of what is now Washington and Essex Streets in downtown Boston.

To avoid entangling alliances has been a maxim of our policy ever since the days of Washington, and its wisdom no one will attempt to dispute.

The American tradition of Washington and Hamilton and Madison and Lincoln and TR and Pat Buchanan is of economic nationalism - making America an independent, self-sufficient, sovereign forever country that's able to stand on its own feet.

People are gravitating towards Donald Trump and Bernie Sanders because they are doing their own thing. I think people are trying to cut out the middle man and just get to the source and get away from Washington politics.

Love and guilt are like ham and eggs. So many people enjoy them together, but there's no rule saying you must have one with the other. They don't even come from the same animal.

Swept away was a fortuitous choice of words: it made her mad. She'd been swept away once—she'd let herself be, hoped and desired to be; that's how it always went in romantic stories. She'd never be that passive again. It was far, far better to choose,

Going with it was Tenley's superpower. Only child of a single dad, she'd learned to roll with almost any situation. The upside was very little ruffled her. The downside was very little ruffled her.

capable woman you are and

who God's called you to be. You are an amazing woman. Don't lose sight of who you are because a man can't appreciate you.

Bird honked again. She has her own car. I share one with Tiffany, but she'd already called it for the day. Actually, she'd called it pretty much for the entire summer, and since she had "obligations," I was used to her getting what she wanted. Especially guys. I basically carry a mop to clean up their drool whenever she's around.

The thing I'd learned about older people was that they really no longer cared about impressing others. It made it difficult to bait them or to get your way with them.

How do you know?" he asked. "You might really like me--" "I don't do boyfriends. Period. No, exclamation mark." "What are you afraid of?" I scoffed. "Nothing. Just following my mom's advice." "No one follows their mom's advice." "Well, I do. And I just felt like I should let you know. Because I totally overreacted.

At sixteen, she was already over drinking, over "being bad.

You would not have gone. I understand that. You would not have gone up to his room. You would not have asked him for help. You would not have been wandering lost at midnight at age eleven. You would have been safe and dry and asleep, at home with your mother and father who cared about you and had rules, curfews, expectations. Everything for you would have been different. But if you were me, you would have done what I did. You would have gone, hopeful and stupid, to get the money for the taxi.

the point of the film....was about being a woman, about caring an not caring what happens to you. it was about not really caring. p.198

It was only a motorcycle but it felt like a mode of being.

One of the reasons teenagers rebel is to test the limits to make sure they are still there. But for you it was particularly difficult. And something you never really got over.

It's a free country. I can walk here if I want to.

When we invest ourselves in worrying about what other people think, we lose touch with what we stand for. By seeking others' approval and trying to be perfect at everything we do, we disconnect from our internal compass.

Part of me wanted this more than anything else in the world—to have someone to hang out with, be like everyone else for a while. The rest of me screamed to get the hell out of there, not to get sucked in.