Quotes About Independence

Si a la mujer la sabes educar, bien. Si no la sabes educar, déjala correr, que te hará daño.

Fiz uma pausa, depois continuei: talvez haja algo errado nessa vontade dos homens de nos instruir; na época eu era uma menina e não percebia que, naquele seu desejo de me transformar, estava a prova de que não gostava de mim tal como eu era, queria que eu fosse outra, ou melhor, não desejava simplesmente uma mulher, mas uma mulher como ele imaginava que poderia ser se tivesse nascido mulher.

Na druhou stranu jsem v sobÄ› nechtÄ›la nebo nedokázala nechat zakoÃ…â"¢enit nikoho. Za ?as pÃ…â"¢ijdu i o možnost mít dÄ›ti. Žádná lidská bytost se ode mÄ› neodtrhne s dÄ›sem, s nímž jsem se já odtrhla od svojí mámy jen proto, že se mi nikdy nepodaÃ…â"¢ilo se k ní pÃ…â"¢imknout definitivnÄ›.

He's gone, you're still here. You'll no longer enjoy the gleam of his eyes, of his words, but so what? Organize your defenses, preserve your wholeness, don't let yourself break like an ornament, you're not a knickknack, no woman is a knickknack.

Although I felt I was changed, I had remained the disciplined person who had never avoided anything. And besides, I said to myself, what can she do to me? I'm a woman, not a child. At most she'll bring something good to eat.

Amalia had the unpredictability of a splinter, I couldn't impose on her the prison of a single adjective.

Quem te ensinou a ler e a escrever, Cerullo?» Cerullo, pequena, de cabelos e olhos escuros e de bata, com um laço cor de rosa ao pescoço e apenas seis anos de vida, respondeu: «Eu.»

I simply decided once and for all to liberate myself from the anxiety of notoriety and the urge to be a part of that circle of successful people, those who believe they have won who-knows-what

There are people who leave and people who know how to be left.

I am adding the next chapters to my manual of disobedience.

Hoy no quiero ser dulce, tranquila, decente, sumisa, comprensiva, resignada, las cualidades que siempre ponderan los amigos. Tampoco quiero ser maternal; Diego no es un niño grande, Diego sólo es un hombre que no escribe porque no quiere y me ha olvidado por completo.

Everyone wants to look for something of their own, a house of their own, a child of their own, a partner of their own, entirely for themselves alone. No one is satisfied with a room of their own any more.

it does not occur to brigitte to say leave me in peace. brigitte knows, there are so many woman who would like to turn a stranger's, her, brigitte's future into one of their own. so brigitte prefers to turn herself into an extension of heinz's limbs, into a part of heinz's body.

Indem die Frau nicht mehr gefällt, tut sie den ersten Schritt zu ihrer Freiwerdung. Ein Tritt gegen die Basis einer Pyramide aus stiller Gewalt...

In fact I had no such interest, but I knew it was wrong to do things just because other people did. Other people couldn't be the reason why you did anything.

I had a powerful sense of having escaped something: of having finally stepped outside the script.

It was like when Isabel managed not to marry the guy with the cotton mills, and it was her first taste of victory—because "she had done what she preferred.

Senin için, benim için ol­duÄŸundan daha zormuÅŸ gibi geldi hep." "Neden benim için daha zor olsun?" "Çünkü sen yaln?zs?n.

Well, it made sense. If she could write a book, he would be out of a job. That's why Madame Bovary had to be too dumb and banal to write Madame Bovary: so Flaubert could have a great humane moment where he said he was Madame Bovary. But I wasn't dumb or banal, and I lived in the future. Nobody was going to trick me into marrying some loser, and even if they did, I would write the goddamn book myself.

Millions of women rose up, said G. K. Chesterton, to declare that they would no longer be dictated to, and promptly became stenographers. Why

People who can organize themselves and accomplish something as devilishly complicated as a good ballgame are hard to herd around. They can form societies of their own. They become men and women, not human resources. They can be free.

The hermit is he who needs a friend, and in the absence of a community has befriended himself.

Geniuses are their own saviors.

To Jung, the purpose of life was to realize one's own potential, to follow one's own perception of the truth, and to become a whole person in one's own right. This was the goal of individuation, as he later called it. If he was to keep faith with himself, he had to go his own way: it would have been impossible for him to spend his life playing second fiddle in a two-man band.