Quotes About Autonomy

He wasn't for her, and she knew it... She wasn't even sure she wanted anybody to be for her—right now, anyway.

People like to say they've given somebody a choice when what they're really saying is 'do this my way'.

You can't blame yourself for being, Kirby.(...) You can't blame a tree for reaching for the sun or another for rotting from within. We make our own choices and we're each responsible for them. Blame and credit belong to the individual. You haven't the right to claim either from someone else.

You have all you need. A home, children, work that satisfies you. What do you need with a man?

Neither can we deny that free will (the power of free choice) is a good thing.

The need for freedom was as natural as

I am not under any orders to make the world a better place.

No matter how much you love someone, you still want to have you own way.

Anymore, no one's mind is their own.

Mylife might be little and boring, but at least it's mine - not some assembly-line, secondhand, hand-me-down life.

Hey, you created me! I didn't create some loser alter-ego to make myself feel better. Take some responsibility!

My inventory of people who can save me is down to just me.

I want you to invent it. I want you to have that skill. To create your own reality. Your own set of laws. I want to try and teach you that.

You decide your own level of involvement.

Even if you tell yourself Today I'm going to drink coffee the wrong way ... from a dirty boot. Even that would be right, because you chose to drink coffee from that boot. Because you can do nothing wrong. You are always right. Even when you say, I'm such an idiot, I'm so wrong... you're right. You're right about being wrong. You're right even when you're an idiot. No matter how stupid your idea, you're doomed to be right because it's yours.

The same way a compact disk isn't responsible for what's recorded on it, that's how we are. You're about as free to act as a programmed computer. You're about as one-of-a-kind as a dollar bill

I just didn't want to be fixed.

It's the sweetest of moments when the fire takes control, and you're no longer responsible for anything.

She'd exchanged her dreams of her parents for the dogma of her instructors, but neither of those outlooks were innately her own.

Possiamo passare la vita a farci dire dal mondo cosa siamo. Sani di mente o pazzi. Stinchi di santo o sessodipendenti. Eroi o vittime. A lasciare che la storia ci spieghi se siamo buoni o cattivi. A lasciare che sia il passato a decidere il nostro futuro. Oppure possiamo scegliere da noi.

We can spend our lives letting the world tell us who we are. Sane or insane. Saints or sex addicts. Heros or victims. Letting history tell us how good or bad we are. Letting our past decide our future. Or we can decide for ourselves. And maybe it's our job to invent something better. In

Your folks are god, you love them and you want to make them happy but you still want to make up your own rules.

Anymore, no one's mine is their own.

I just didn't want to be fixed. Whatever my real problems might be, I didn't want them cured. None of the little secrets inside me wanted to be found and explained away. By myths. By my childhood. By chemistry. My fear was, what would be left?