Quotes About Independence

My advice to women in general: Even if you're doing a nine-to-five job, treat yourself like a boss. Not arrogant, but be sure of what you want - and don't allow people to run anything for you without your knowledge.

It's not hard to get your way when it's your way or the highway. People either follow suit or they're not around. I don't really like the sound of that, 'cause that sounds like a temper tantrum. I'm just very black and white when it comes to my business. There's really no gray area.

Exposed meant conspicuous, different, not fitting in, not feeling at home, at least not until you learn that your self is your home and no one can take it away.

I am the light, she thought. I am not a maid. I am the light. Cold as a sword. I will show no weakness.

Marghe was perturbed by her sense of security in Aoife's presence, recognizing the feeling for what it was: the passing of responsibility for her personal safety from herself to Aoife. That scared her almost as much as Uaithne had.

She was a piece of work. He was better off without her.

You're not mine to give away. You belong to the tribe." "I don't belong to anyone! I'm not a thing to be kept or ordered or driven to such despair that I open my own veins. Look at me, Aoife. Look at me. I'm a woman.

We had never really talked to each other after I was nine years old. She had been busy and I had been resentful. I had grown up independent, and then she had not known how to find me. I wasn't even sure she wanted to, or what she might find if she did.

Hild was glad to escape the responsibilities she didn't quite understand and roam the moor.

A woman should judge priests for herself, as she would any other man. When they make demands you think unfair, speak to the king's man at Caer Larat.

She was glad to be alone, to be free, to be high above the world, where she could see everything coming. She had people to protect.

And when she, too, goes back to her mother, cheeks blooming fresh with wild roaming, her mother weeps and begs her to stay close, stay safe-for the girl is hers, her gift, her treasure, her payment, all she has-but the girl feels her growing strength; she must run, she must climb, she must test her power.

I missed you showing me things, making them magic. So I decided to find them myself. Like this.

Balance isn't about never going down, it's about free movement, self-determined movement.

Galloping over the Yorkshire moors, wild as a lynx, with Christie Horley. Another life I had left.

It was strange, seeing her in clothes I had not bought or lent her, drinking wine she had selected without my advice, without needing me there.

Her back was very straight as she walked away, despite the fact that, on top of jet lag, she must have been up all night taking charge of my life.

Without anyone to please, she no longer bent and swayed. No longer willow but oak.

No one knew me; there was no one to compare my behaviour in the shop with my behaviour at other times. I could be fluid and responsible only to myself.

Her mother couldn't read. Her mother hadn't noticed the signs of a bad winter. Cian wasn't even there. Hereswith was far away, and Fursey. She had taken a double risk and there was no one to help her.

It occurred to Hild that both Hereswith and Cian now had their own paths. She had only her mother's dream.

There was no world in which she would be queen to another's king. Eanflæd would be peaceweaver. She was the light of the world.

After some months on the road she was taller still, her muscles hard but her smile more ready.

Man matures when he stops believing that politics solves his problems.