Quotes About Emancipation

Dans l'immédiat on peut poser que la libération des femmes ne se fera sans la destruction totale du système de production et de reproduction patriarcale.

Our work is a scream of freedom.

The work of art is a scream of freedom.

Since the Exodus, freedom has always spoken with a Hebrew accent.

Among the military rebels and all their immediate supporters there was an especially pathological fear and loathing of emancipated women

If you wish to be truly free, you must love no one.

I can't explain, maybe it isn't something that needs explaining, how the sight of a broken cage just puts you up on stilts. The promise that the cage will always be empty, that its days as a jailhouse are done.

not until he has recognized and organized his own energies as social energies (and we shall presently see the exact meaning of these terms), i.e., when the political form and power (the state) no longer exist outside him, above him—not until then is human (as distinguished from political) emancipation achieved. The road leading to freedom is full of obstacles and accidents, especially the political emancipations that are mistaken for true liberations.

He who loves, flies, runs, and rejoices he is free and nothing holds him back.

Ah, I fancy it is just the same with most of what you call your emancipation. You have read yourself into a number of new ideas and opinions. You have got a sort of smattering of recent discoveries in various fields -- discoveries that seem to overthrow certain principles which have hitherto been held impregnable and unassailable. But all this has only been a matter of intellect, Miss West -- superficial acquisition. It has not passed into your blood.

I am well protected Too locked up Inside myself To get free

I'm not going to bother with you anymore I don't need all the extra thought I got enough right now as it is Not going to wait for your phone calls Not going to think about you And what it would be like it were different It's not different It's like this

As you conform, depression can get you. Music is the literal soundtrack of emancipation from the depressing straightjacket of normality.

All his life he believed everything his father told him. Now he's in his mid-thirties and he's his own man. He hates his father's guts but no longer fears him. He never said NO to the fucker even he was humiliating him in front of his friends. Now he works extra hard to raise his self-respect. It has taken him years to find out who he is. Years spent trying to wash the father blood from his body. He's earned his life.

Self is the only prison that can ever bind the soul.

Thought takes man out of servitude, into freedom.

blacks had natural rights, and slavery abrogated those rights; emancipation was desirable; emancipation was imminent; emancipation was impossible until a way could be found to exile the freed slaves; emancipation was impossible because slaves were incompetent; emancipation was just over the horizon but could not take place until the minds of white people were "ripened" for it.

Once there is no freedom, there is no man

I used to think if I could be free I should be the happiest woman," a young Mississippi woman recalled. "But when my master come to me, and says 'Lizzie, you is free!' it seems like I was in a kind of daze. And when I would wake up in the morning I would think to myself, Is I free? Hasn't I got to get up before daylight and go into the field and work?

They had sung these verses before but there was no longer any need to conceal what they meant by them; the words had not changed, only their immediacy, only the emphasis with which certain phrases were intoned. "Now they gradually threw off the mask," Washington recalled, "and were not afraid to let it be known that the 'freedom' in their songs meant freedom of the body in this world."4

No I wont whip you. Never no more. Sit down thar all of you and listen to what I got to tell you. I hates to do it but I must. You all aint my niggers no more. You is free. Just as free as I am. Here I have raised you all to work for me, and now you are going to leave me. I am an old man, and I cant get along without you. I dont know what I am going to do.

I'd always thought about this, and wanted this day to come, and prayed for it and knew God meant it should be here sometime," a Savannah slave declared as she shook her head in disbelief, "but I didn't believe I should ever see it, and it is so great and good a thing, I cannot believe it has come now; and I don't believe I ever shall realize it, but I know it has though, and I bless the Lord for it."37

Like a bird on a wire, like a drunk in a midnight choir, I have tried in my way to be free!!

A man escaped from his cell is not free who still drags his chain.)