Quotes About Independence

Having viewed Europe as an extension and projection of itself, France now finds Europe developing a mind and identity of its own which embraces France but is not controlled by France.

'Laura' was overtly political for sure. Caspary was trying to make a point about women and independence and how men viewed them, with derision or condescension or on a pedestal, when the real person was ignored.

Sara grinned at that. "A long time ago I learned not to explain things to people. It misleads them into thinking they're entitled to know everything I do.

Dane picked up on the second ring. "How's Operation Baby Rescue going?" "I've rescued the baby. Now I'd like someone to rescue me." "Miss Independent never needs to be rescued." I felt the hint of a genuine smile appear on my face, like a crack in the winter ice. "Oh, right. I forgot.

Pity goes hand in hand with contempt. Don't ever forget that, Liberty. You can't take handouts or help from anyone, because that gives people the right to look down on you.

I have the feeling, Liberty, that you're hoping for someone to give you permission to do what you want to do.

Damn it, Pandora, I can't promise not to protect you." "Protecting can turn into controlling.

Nonconformity is nothing but self-interest in disguise.

I've never wanted to marry," Pandora continued. "Anyone who knows me will tell you that. When I was little, I never liked the stories about princesses waiting to be rescued. I never wished on falling stars, or pulled the petals off daisies while reciting 'he loves me, he loves me not.

What are you going to say if she tells you that she had a row with Winterborne?" Cassandra asked. "I'll tell her to have more of them," Kathleen said. "One can't allow a man to have his way all the time." She paused reflectively. "Once Lord Berwick told me that when a horse pulls at the reins, one should never pull back. Instead, loosen them. But never more than an inch.

Just because you've given up all masculine pride," he muttered, "doesn't mean I have to do the same." "Do you know what kind of men are able to keep their masculine pride?" Devon asked. "Celibate ones. The rest of us don't mind doing a little begging and appeasing, if it means not having to sleep alone.

A few more minutes," he said stubbornly. "No. I just spent the better part of a day sorting through garbage on your behalf. I have other stuff to do. Paid work. Unlike you, I can't survive on air." (Ghost to Alex)

Going wherever you please, any time of day or night. Doing a man's work, when you should be at home with a mending basket. You'll do more good for the world that way than trying to become a man." "I have no desire to become a man," Garrett said coolly. "That would be backsliding.

I would rather be thrown in a fiery pit of hell than return to Wales," Unable to tolerate him for another second, Helen stood and said coolly, "I'm sure that can be arranged, Mr. Vance.

There's no such thing as an old maid.' 'Wh-what woould you call a middle-aged lady who's never married?' 'A woman with standards?

I don't want you to change your life for me. You'll have to make the same decision every day, over and over—it must be for yourself alone. Otherwise you will come to resent me.

Of course. Women are agile and fast." Poppy smiled ruefully. "Not enough to elude you, it seems." - Harry & Poppy

What are you going to say if she tells you that she had a row with Winterborne?" Cassandra asked. "I'll tell her to have more of them," Kathleen said. "One can't allow a man to have his way all the time.

I've had no time for sweethearting. To be sure, I've no' met the woman who could tempt me away from a single life." Merritt's brows lifted. "What kind of woman will she be?" "I'll expect I'll know when I find her.

you don't need Mom and Dad's permission to take charge of your own life. Find something you want to do, and don't give up on it. You can start tomorrow.

You're no longer a wallflower, nor a virgin, nor the helpless child who had to endure life with the Maybricks. You're a viscountess with a sizable fortune, and a scoundrel of a husband. Whose rules will you adhere to now?

What if no one will have us here either?" "Then we'll become a pair of wicked old spinsters, romping back and forth across Europe.

Someday I'm going to throw you across his back and ride off west with you...and you'll learn to make a coffee in a tin pot over a fire, and we'll sleep underneath a wagon and look out at the stars-

I'm not running away from my fears," I told Dane. "I'm running away from my relatives.