Quotes About Independence

I could not be corseted, either literally or figuratively, into any conventional feminine mould.

What you did was enough, I said. We didn't need a superhero. Just an adult who acted to help us when I asked.

The goal of Seasteading is for wealthy people to eventually secede into fully independent nation-states, floating in the open ocean—protected from sea-level rise and fully self-sufficient.

I am not your subject or your servant, and if you want a cowering mouse for a wife, go find someone else who can turn silver to gold for you.

There was only me to save me, because no one else cared.

Next you will cry about taxation without representation, and throw a basket of tea into the harbor. You are indeed a very Jacobin at heart, and I think I must give up trying to cure you of it; I can but wash my hands and deny responsibility

It's not seemly for a girl, my grandmother tried, but my grandfather snorted. Gold doesn't know the hand that holds it, he said, and frowned at me, but in a pleased way.

The only thing that had ever done me any good in my father's house was thinking: no one had cared what I wanted, or whether I was happy. I'd had to find my own way to anything I wanted. I'd never been grateful for that before now, when what I wanted was my life.

If you will pardon my saying so, Tharkay said, you will never satisfy them on that point: the last thing you or Temeraire will ever give anyone is quiet obedience. Have you considered it might be better not to try?

I couldn't be his savior; I had enough to do saving myself.

We are not going to be herded anywhere we do not like," [Temeraire] said, dangerously, "by Napoleon or by your admirals; and if you like to ask the other dragons of the Corps to try it, I expect they will see at once how very foolish it is, and if not, I will explain it to them, and I daresay they will join us instead.

We're going home tomorrow. I'm going home. And my mother is going to be so happy, and for a long time, she won't care about anything, except that I'm back. But then she's going to want me to want the right things again. The things that the family think are the right things. She stopped, and took a deep breath and let it out. But I'm not going to. I'm going to want the things I want, and help them the way I can help them. And those are going to be the right things, too.

One man can go where a group cannot, and manage on very little, particularly a rough adventurer such as he. More the point, he risks only himself when he goes: you much consider that in your charge is an inexpressibly valuable dragon, whose loss must be of greater importance than even this mission. Oh, pray, let us be gone at once, said the inexpressibly valuable dragon, when Laurence had carried the question, still unresolved, back to him. It sounds very exciting to me.

I was a glaring blot on the perfection. But I didn't care: I didn't feel I owed him beauty.

My heart broke, but I was not a young girl anymore, afraid of being trapped behind a door forever. I knew the door was safety, I knew the door would not always be closed, and I did not let her out.

I didn't want her to need to do things like that. I didn't want her to need a sword.

she's been living alone with a man for ten years, so of course she's ruined, even though the girls all say he never puts a hand on them.

Here I had no idea what I was even meant to do, and if I didn't like it, still, I wanted to neglect my duties deliberately, and not just because I was a stupid girl who didn't know what they were.

I didn't feel I owed him beauty.

I wasn't sorry they didn't like me, I wasn't sorry I had been hard to them. I was glad, fiercely glad. They had wanted me to bury my mother and leave my father behind to die alone. They had wanted me to go be a beggar in my grandfather's house, and live the rest of my days a quiet mouse in the kitchen. They would have devoured my family and picked their teeth with the bones, and never been sorry at all. Better

I didn't feel I owed him beauty.

No one had cared what I wanted, or whether I was happy. I'd had to find my own way to anything I wanted. I'd never been grateful for that before now, when what I wanted was my life.

JANE," LAURENCE SAID, "will you marry me?" "Why, no, dear fellow," she said, looking up in surprise from the chair where she was drawing on her boots. "It would be a puzzle to give you orders, you know, if I had vowed to obey; it could hardly be comfortable. But it is very handsome of you to have offered," she added, and standing up kissed him heartily, before she put on her coat.

Me vino muy bien verlos permanecer allí sentados y no acudir en mi ayuda, porque cuando terminé de gritar por segunda vez y el desollador consiguió entrar, comprendí que estaba totalmente sola y que tendría que apañármelas como pudiera, pues no le importaba a nadie más.