Quotes About Independence

she would be free of mundane care, she was a pure will towards right. She had sold herself, but she had a new freedom. She had got rid of her body. She had sold a lower thing, her body, for a higher thing, her freedom from material things.

The beautiful pure freedom of a woman was infinitely more wonderful than any sexual love. The only fortunate thing was that men lagged so far behind women in the matter. They insisted on the sex thing like dogs.

You have an independent income, the only thing that never lets you down.

tell your girls, my son, that when they're running after you, they're not to come and ask your mother for you - tell them that - brazen baggages you meet at dancing classes

My lad, she said, they're very wise. They know they've only got to flatter your vanity, and you press up to them like a dog that has its head scratched. Well, they can't go on scratching for ever, he replied. And when they've done, I trot away. But one day you'll find a string round your neck, that you can't pull off, she answered.

The vast bulk of men are not pure individuals, and never will be, for the pure individual is a rarity, almost a kind of freak. The vast bulk of men need to belong to a self-governing group, a tribe, a nation, an empire. It is a necessity like the necessity to eat food.

Si dice che nè i romani nè i fenici, i greci o gli arabi abbiano mai sottomesso la Sardegna. È fuori; fuori dal circuito della civiltà.

America has never been easy, and is not easy to-day. Americans have always been at a certain tension. Their liberty is a thing of sheer will, sheer tension: a liberty of THOU SHALT NOT.

We are the masterless." That is what the American Eagle shrieks. It's a Hen-Eagle.

Men are less free than they imagine; ah, far lessfree. The freest are perhaps least free.

Cuando dos socios siempre están de acuerdo, uno de ellos no es necesario.

Don't you have much more faith in ideas that you discover for yourself than in ideas that are handed to you on a silver platter? If so, isn't it bad judgment to try to ram your opinions down the throats of other people? Isn't it wiser to make suggestions—and let the other

We the darker ones come even now not altogether empty-handed: there are to-day no truer exponents of the pure human spirit of the Declaration of Independence than the American Negroes; there is no true American music but the wild sweet melodies of the Negro slave; the American fairy tales and folklore are Indian and African; and, all in all, we black men seem the sole oasis of simple faith and reverence in a dusty desert of dollars and smartness.

until I had wandered beyond railways, beyond stage lines, to a land of varmints and rattlesnakes, where the coming of a stranger was an event, and men lived and died in the shadow of one blue hill.

There is no force equal to a woman determined to rise.

How much better it would be if they weren't so damn understanding--if they kicked me out of the house. To find yourself out in the street with two dollars to your name, to catch the streetcar downtown and get a job, perhaps as an airline stewardess. Think how wonderful it would be to fly to Houston and back three times a week for the next twenty years. You think I'm kidding? I'm not. It would be wonderful.

I prefer to live in the South but on my own terms. It takes some doing to insert oneself in such a way as not to succumb to the ghosts of the Old South or the happy hustlers of the new Sunbelt South.

I'm not supposed to need fixing; I'm the strong one—the lookout.

Your children are not your children,'" he said. "'They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.'" "What's that supposed to mean?" I lit another Doral. "It's from The Prophet. Kahlil Gibran.

It's a free country," I said. "Granny babes." That night up in my room I pulled Ma's flying leg out from behind the dresser and saw, for the first time, that it was beautiful. I hung it above my bed.

Ma bent over and kissed Grandma, who sat ramrod straight in her chair and didn't respond. "Don't wait up for me, now," Ma laughed. "Do-on't worry," Grandma answered, rolling her eyes at the TV.

Your children are not your children,'" he said. "'They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.

Afoot and light-hearted I take to the open road. Healthy, free, the world before me. The long brown path before me leading me wherever I choose. Henceforth, I ask not good fortune, I myself am good fortune. Henceforth, I whimper no more, postpone no more, need nothing.

From this hour I ordain myself loos'd of limits and imaginary lines.