Quotes About Independence

the servantless American cook who enjoyed producing something wonderful to eat—would feel the same way.

Don't let the hand you hold hold you down.

I am life, I am strength, I am woman.

But I was made of nows, and my feet level on the promissory earth would not accept walking backwards and went forward, forward, mocking the ashes to reach the kiss of new paths. I Was My Own Route

Puerto Rico depende de tu vida y tu nombre, colgando en ti van millones de esperanzas para resucitar en lo que nos fue robado y hacer valer de nuevo el honor de la Patria. Puerto Rico depends on your life and your name, resting on you are millions of hopes to be resurrected in what was stolen from us and to renew the worth of the Nation's honor. (Puerto Rico está en tí / Puerto Rico Is in You)

Vive América, Bolívar, y también vive tu espada mientras haya un solo esclavo que te ultraje o un tirano que pretenda profanar la libertad. Bolívar, America Lives! and your sword also lives so long as a single slave rapes your ideal or a tyrant tries to profane liberty. (From A Simon Bolívar / To Simon Bolívar)

He pictured her living alone in that tranquil house with its fine old furnishings, tending her flowers and fruit trees.

No one belongs to us, and we belong to no one - not in that sense. This should free us, but it never quite does.

I don't think I'll be getting married. - Cat

And Lizzie! Still here? Not run off after your handsome rebel lord yet?... What's wrong with you, girl? At your age, I would've thrown off the parental shackles and hopped on the first boat to America to see him.' 'Perhaps I'm rebelling against the parental shackles by not doing as you say, Mama.

Mother," Hyacinth said, pausing for slightly longer than normal to steal a bit of time to organize her thoughts, "I am not going to chase after Mr. St. Clair. He's not at all the right sort of man for me." "I'm not certain you'd know the right sort of man for you if he arrived on our doorstep riding an elephant." "I would think the elephant would be a fairly good indication that I ought to look elsewhere.

To own a certain book - and to choose it without help - is to define yourself.

He gave the impression that he believed in things. We did too—it was just that we wanted to believe in our own things, rather than what had been decided for us. Hence what we thought of as our cleansing scepticism.

Insofar as I liked doing things by myself, it was partly for the pleasure of telling her about them afterwards.

Noah couldn't do anything without first wondering what He would think. Now that's no way to go on. Always looking over your shoulder for approval – it's not adult, is it?

If you're going to be a grown-up," said Joan, "you've got to start thinking about grown-up things. And number one is money.

He never recorded the writer or the source: he didn't want to be bullied by reputation; truth should stand by itself, clear and unsupported.

Louise Colet was a proto-feminist who committed the sin of wanting to make someone else happy.

That was another nice thing about my parents. There was none of that holding on to knowledge and power that some parents go in for. We were all adults together, on a plateau of equality.

When I first began to write, I laid myself the rule [...] that I should write as if my parents were dead. (Page 108, US edition)

And as for her more general advice, let's say that one advantage of being an ex-husband is that you no longer need to justify your behaviour. Or follow suggestions.

She doesn't want his sympathy. She hates pity.

I strive to get what I want and people have always said I am a monster in that department, but that is always said about us ladies who grasp for our own strength.

I was anxious to take some action that I could control; to establish something that was mine alone.