Quotes About Independence

I understand only love and liberty.

Initiative is doing the right thing without being told.

A bird alone could have extricated himself from that place.

He had no shelter, no bread, no fire, no love; but he was merry because he was free.

Ladies, a second piece of advice--do not marry; marriage is a graft; it may take hold or not. Shun the risk.

I don't want your money, said she.

Thou art free!

Suddenly she let fly with this: It's nice here! It was a ghastly dump, but she felt free.

It behooved wise people to play the part of their own police, and to guard themselves well, and care must be taken to duly close, bar and barricade their houses, and to fasten the doors well.

Gavroche added: I authorize you to hit 'em a tremendous whack.

Ah! indeed he must not be mounted. It does not suit his ideas to be a saddle-horse. Every one has his ambition. 'Draw? Yes. Carry? No.' We must suppose that is what he said to himself.

Um dos livreiros para quem trabalhava, Magimel, creio eu, oferecera-lhe levá-lo para sua casa, fornecer-lhe um trabalho regular e dar-lhe 1500 francos por ano. Ter boa casa e 1500 francos, que boa coisa! Mas renunciar à sua liberdade, ser uma espécie de mercenário, uma espécie de literato-caixeiro. Segundo o modo de ver de Mário, (...) ganhava em comodidades e perdia em dignidade

There are always times in life that you don't fit in. But you have to go forward and make a place for yourselg. That's what growing up is all about. Being strong and believing in yourself-even when you're most afraid.

She could leave them. She could break free and go her own way. It would be frightening, but it couldn't be worse than staying, watching this toxic dance of theirs, letting their world become her world until there was nothing left of her at all, until she was as small as a comma.

He'd learned in the past few months that telling a girl what to wear--even one the size of a golf club--was a bad idea. Histrionics often followed.

The Great Alone," Leni said. That was what Robert Service called Alaska.

Isabelle had always simply reacted in her life. Someone left her behind; she followed. Someone told her she couldn't do something; she did it. Every barrier she turned into a gate.

They were kids, she and Matthew; no one asked their opinion or told them anything. They just had to muddle along and live in the world presented to them, confused a lot of the time because nothing made sense, but certain of their subterranean place on the food chain.

You either belong here,, wild and untamed yourself, or you don't.

Loreda didn't want the kind of love that trapped. She wanted to be told she could fly high, be anything and go anywhere.

It's never good to sit around and wait for someone or something to change your life. That's why women like Gloria Steinem are burning their bras and marching on Washington.

You were struggling to break free of being my daughter but unsure of how to be yourself, while I was afraid to let you go. It's the circle of love.

The last thing she wanted was to give someone the power to hurt her. Self-preservation was the one thing she'd learned from her mother.

Loreda wanted to be angry. What had Jack said to her the first day they met? You have fire in you, kid. Don't let the bastards snuff it out. Something like that. Loreda didn't want to be the kind of woman who suffered in silence. Refused to be.