Quotes About Independence

I can see that the Lady has a genius for ruling, whilst I have a genius for not being ruled.

In spite of the honestest efforts to annihilate my I-ity, or merge it in what the world doubtless considers my better half, I still find myself a self-subsisting and alas! self-seeking me.

I reckon that blaming people fixes nothing. You're the only person who is going to sort you out. No-one else really can - or really cares, enough. That's what Nepalis know - better than anyone. That's our Western disease. Don't take responsibility. Take on a lawyer!

Taking into account the public's regrettable lack of taste, it is incumbent upon you not to fit in.

When I got into the music industry, I wasn't focused on being the most famous artist or even getting a major record deal. It was just to make music on my own terms or create my own image, do my own hair, do my own makeup.

Someone can always take your money or belongings from you, but no one can ever steal your education.

Abram's been working for me," she said, pulling free. She touched Sam's sleeve. "He's been building his own casket.

In my opinion, the only good spider is a dead spider, and women's rights aren't worth dick if they mean I can't ask a man to do my bug squashing.

Don't attach yourself to anyone who shows you the least bit of attention because you're lonely. Lonliness is the human condition. No one is ever going to fill that space. The best thing you can do it know yourself... know what you want.

A writer must stand on the rock of her self and her judgment or be swept away by the tide or sink in the quaking earth: there must be an inviolate place where the choices and decisions, however imperfect, are the writer's own, where the decision must be as individual and solitary as birth or death.

I matter. I fly lone, apart from the flock, on long journeys through storm and clear skies to another summer. Hear me!

As a child, I had to get up early for school or work. I'd get ready by myself. I'd set my alarm to wake me up very early in the morning, and be off to work, the family driver driving me every morning. I did it alone, my parents never coming in to wake me up.

Let me put it this way: Would you like to go off on your own now?" The arachne hunched. Tocohl saw herself reflected in the ebony eye of its lens. "Do you mean without you?" "Yes, that's exactly what I mean." "I wouldn't like that at all. Who'd explain things to me? Who would I talk to?" The arachne began to rock. "You wouldn't make me go away without you, would you, Tocohl? Say you wouldn't. Say it in Jenji.

A partner ideally is capable of working alone," explained Munger. "You can be a dominant partner, subordinate partner, or an always collaborative equal partner. I've done all three.

Joining anything was not my usual thing- by a long shot... I don't know about you, but if 50 million people are doing something, I want to be doing something else- big time.

No one had asked her to marry him, nor was there someone she wished to wed. Not that she did not enjoy the company of young men; She did. But her sharp tongue sliced through their egos and her intellectual thirst quickly soaked up what drops of knowledge they shed.

Those who choose to be servants know the most about being free.

And just as simply as that, it was over. She was no longer a student in the local town. She was a graduate. An adult. She thought she should feel something. Older.Wiser. But she felt nothing but a strange emptiness. An inner knowledge that she was now on the edge of the nest, ready to try her own wings

a person doesn't demonstrate independence by rebelling. You do it by shouldering responsibilities, making wise, thoughtful decisions.

Guys can smell desperation. It triggers an instinct in them to run far and fast so they aren't around when a woman starts peeling apart her heart.

A few moments later Mom opened my door and peered in at me. "Logan Hansen is here to see you." If it had been anyone else in the world, I would have told my mother to send him away. Santa Claus himself could have shown up to explain his whereabouts since my childhood, and I would have turned him out.

FLIGHT OF FOLLY. WOMAN TRAPPED IN CAGE OF OPEN DOORS.

That two women could mean a great deal to each other while they awaited men to lead them to marriage and the real business of life is negligible; that they could believe that the real business of life is in meaning a great deal to each other and that men are only incidental to their lives—is of course frightening.82

Do what you want with life, you don't get another one. Never apologize, never explain. Stay light, stay free. Jealousy kills; it kills whatever it touches.