Quotes About Autonomy

You cannot force someone to accept an expression of love. You can only offer it. If it is not accepted, you must respect the other person's decision.

People love answers, but only as long as they are the ones who came up with them.

I love being able to be the artist of the whole picture, as opposed to just one of the brushes.

I think a lot of us share a fear that we and people we love will lose control of our own destinies at the end of life.

I really love to drive. It's really hard for me to be a passenger, even though I get to look around a little bit more, but I've gotten really good at driving and looking.

I have always had this outrage at being told what to, how to act, whom to love.

A Briton even in love should be A subject, not a slave!

I like to be in control of my body. Also, I love getting into character and exploring a different aspect of who I am.

I want to live like a man.

Freedom of love is freedom to say yes to many lovers.

My body is no longer his temple.

It was pointless to ponder who I was because I was whichever combination of chemicals happened to be sloshing around at that time. So I decided not to search for a true self. I decided to choose who I wanted to be.

You've delegated the ability to make up your mind.

With Lola, everything was solvable. She was my independent variable.

I will not be what I was made, but what I make.

somewhere along the line, this freedom stuff got way out of control.

I am a Tory Anarchist. I should like everyone to go about doing just as he pleased--short of altering any of the things to which I have grown accustomed.

Ah, but Marcella knew quite well, boasted even, that she never would or could love any man.

Why are we always looking for someone else to save us instead of trying to save ourselves?

You have to make your own choices and live every agonizing day with the consequences of those choices.

It was me, only me. Self-contained, self-reliant, and always, unquestionably self-assured.

You can't blame anyone else, not the plan's architect, not your commanding officer, no one but yourself. You have to make your own choices and live every agonizing day with the consequences of those choices.

Why? Why are we always looking for someone else to save us instead of trying to save ourselves?

Her supposition that I was melancholy because I was alone put me out of humour. I'm used to travelling alone. I live, like every real man, in my work. On the contrary, that's the way I like it and I think myself lucky to live alone, in my view this is the only possible condition for men, I enjoy waking up and not having to say a word. Where is the woman who can understand that?