I am no bird; and no net ensnares me: I am a free human being with an independent will.
Those who dance are considered insane by those who cannot hear the music.
You have the freedom to be yourself, your true self, here and now, and nothing can stand in your way.
The most courageous act is still to think for yourself. Aloud.
With freedom, books, flowers, and the moon, who could not be happy?
I am no bird; and no net ensnares me: I am a free human being with an independent will.
Lock up your libraries if you like, but there is no gate, no lock, no bolt that you can set upon the freedom of my mind.
Let children read whatever they want and then talk about it with them. If parents and kids can talk together, we won’t have as much censorship because we won’t have as much fear.
To define is to limit.
Live, travel, adventure, bless, and don’t be sorry.
Live in the sunshine, swim in the sea, drink the wild air.
Freeing yourself was one thing, claiming ownership of that freed self was another.
I can live alone, if self-respect, and circumstances require me so to do. I need not sell my soul to buy bliss. I have an inward treasure born with me, which can keep me alive if all extraneous delights should be withheld, or offered only at a price I cannot afford to give.
But I don’t want comfort. I want God, I want poetry, I want real danger, I want freedom, I want goodness. I want sin.
I do not think, sir, you have any right to command me, merely because you are older than I, or because you have seen more of the world than I have; your claim to superiority depends on the use you have made of your time and experience.
