Quotes About Independence

That wasn't my future I destroyed,' she assured herself. 'I make my own future.

You're Meg McCaffrey, he decided. Yep. Cool. I'm Leo. And, uh... He pointed at me. I understand you can, like, control this guy? I cleared my throat. We merely cooperate ! I'm not controlled by anyone. Right, Meg? Slap yourself, Meg commanded. I slapped myself. Leo grinned. Oh, this is too good. I'm going to check on Calypso, but later we need to talk. He slid down the ladder railings, leaving me with a deep sense of foreboding.

Fair means everyone gets what they need. And the only way to get what you need is to make that happen yourself.

You will not find love where you wish or where you hope. ... She forced herself to meet the giant's gaze. I don't define myself by the boys who may or may not like me.

If my life is going to mean something, I've got to live it myself

Kun døde fisk flyder med strømmen"—"Only dead fish swim with the current.")

I don't think I'd mind working on a cheese counter. It would leave my mind free to do whatever it wanted - which is nothing in particular, it's true, but I like being alone in my head, I'm used to it.

He preferred solitary pursuits, and being a member of a group seemed rather dutiful, but he could do dutiful and somebody had to or the world would fall apart.

Pamela wanted to die with her own hips and her own teeth; beyond that she didn't have much of a goal.

She said to him once that when women learned that wall anchors weren't the mysterious objects they thought they were, they would rule the world.

The last thing she wanted was people looking for her. No, that wasn't true--the last thing she wanted was people finding her.

See you later, pet. Don't do anything I wouldn't!," which gave Freda a pretty broad canvas to work on.

People who live on their own do tend to witter. We live without restraint, verbal at any rate.' Nigel

Rosemary was trying her best to retain good government in this family, against all the odds and without any help from a husband, for whom the quotidian demands of meals and housework and child care were meaningless

Sometimes when they all talk I feel like shouting, 'so your life went wrong—why assume mine will? Maybe it'll work for me!' But this would only invite a pitying smile, and a 'she'll learn' comment. You can't win with them. You can't even compete.

and if you think thats what i'd do you can fuck off back.

You have been a very foolish boy, wasting your time dreaming of impossible things when you speak of Mr. Pontellier setting me free! I am no longer one of Mr. Pontelliere's possessions to dispose of or not. I give myself where I choose. If he were to say, 'Here Robert, take her and be happy; she is yours,' I should laugh at you both.

There would be no one there to live for her during those coming years; she would live for herself. There would be no powerful will bending hers in that blind persistance with which men and women believe they have a right to impose a private will upon a fellow-creature. A kind intention or a cruel intention made the act seem no less a crime as she looked upon it in that brief moment of illumination.

There are periods of despondency and suffering which take possession of me. But I don't want anything but my own way. That is wanting a good deal, of course, when you have to trample upon the lives, the hearts, the prejudices of others-

She had all her life long been accustomed to harbor thoughts and emotions which never voiced themselves… They belonged to her her and were her own, and she entertained the conviction that she had a right to them and they they concerned no one but herself.

Well, for instance, when I left her today, she put her arms around me and felt my shoulder blades, to see if my wings were strong, she said.

But she saw beyond that bitter moment a long procession of years to come that would belong to her absolutely.

She grew daring and reckless, overestimating her strength. She wanted to swim far out, where no woman had swum before.

There was something in her attitude, in her whole appearance when she leaned her head against the high-backed chair and spread her arms, which suggested the regal woman, the one who rules, who looks on, who stands alone.