Quotes About Independence

He looked down at Anna. "I want you to take Walter and drive to Kennewick, Washington, where my brother is." She folded her arms and gave him her stubborn look. "No. And don't try that again. I felt that push.

I won't be forced either. I've had enough. If that makes me a dog in the manger, so be it. But if I am yours, then you damned well are going to be mine.

Accept some responsibility for your own life, I panted, finally. You could have stayed sitting in the middle of the road. You chose to come with us.

need me to make sure she has enough food or a place to live—that is my privilege, but she doesn't need me to do that. She doesn't need me to keep her safe or to make her a whole person. She doesn't need me to do anything except love her. Which I do.

Loneliness and fear ate at him, a loner by choice who had prided himself on his daring and courage. The

But he isn't my lover, or my fiancé, or my boyfriend or anything, and I refuse to be killed with him.

She lived here for a while until she couldn't stand having strangers stand outside and shout, "Rachel! Rachel, send down your chair" any longer.

Sometimes I couldn't help thinking that the unluckiest thing about being the thirteenth child was having all those older brothers and sisters telling me what to do.

William didn't look like he'd be difficult about anything - he was thin and sandy-haired and already wore eyeglasses like his father. Most of the time he didn't say much. But when he was curious about something, he was stubborner than a bear after a honeycomb.

You must have misunderstood," Keredwel said severely. "No one volunteers to be a dragon's princess. It isn't done." "Actually, Alianora's quite right," Cimorene said as she set the teacups in front of her visitors. "I did volunteer." She smiled sweetly at the thunderstruck expressions on the faces of the first two princesses. "I got tired of embroidery and etiquette." Keredwel

Kazul's not my dragon," Cimorene said sharply. "I'm her princess.

the Queen of Alkyra can consort with whoever the Black she pleases!

In short, if we wish to see anything sensible done about the situation, we will clearly have to do it ourselves.

There is no necessity to live by the clock.

Now it is clear that breaking the spell not only preserves our freedom, but freedom itself. Becoming a Spellbreaker is a matter of conscience.

and by acting in her own best interests she relieves her feelings of inadequacy and regains her natural State of Personal Power.

Paradoxically, Controllers usually see themselves as self-reliant even while they are dependent upon others to maintain their backwards connections and their fragile identity. They often carry the banner of rugged independence, of needing no one, while launching an ever-accelerating assault upon someone else's individuality. They are most threatened by Witnesses who do not conform to their particular idea of how things should be.

If your mate gives you orders, he has forgotten that you are a separate person with the right to life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness, that you are a free person, and that if he wants something of you, he must make a courteous request.

Perhaps it was freedom itself that choked her.

Let it happen to you now and you'll have learnt something that most people never have the courage to learn. Not to hold on. Not to cling. Because we can possess nothing but ourselves. Learn it now and you won't grow up thinking that other people can be possessed and owned. It'll stop you from breaking yourself over a false idea of love. To love someone is to let them be themselves.

The great test of masculinity in our modern era is not going into the woods and eating bugs to prove we can overcome our fear in a bold display of our survival skills; it's learning to protect the women in our lives without trying to control them.

Sometimes she saw herself as a one-woman rescue operation

Wait. I'll take you in to the doctor," she called to Grandfather. Grandfather waved his hand and climbed up the steps. "I'll do this myself," he said. Anna smiled. "I was about to ask what he was like," she said. "That's easy," I said. "He's like…" "Papa," we said at the same time, laughing.

the truth in regards to studying abroad] "you know what else is nice about being a foreigner? Whatever you do takes place in a capsule that need not be discovered and opened by someone back home. Nothing really counts--it was the life that falls in the forest. That's how I looked at it. I felt free to...oh, I don't know.