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Show me the person ready to step from any, let it be the narrowest, sect of Christian Pharisees into a freer and holier air, and I shall look to find in that person the one of that sect who, in the midst of its darkness and selfish worldliness, mistaken for holiness, has been living a life more obedient than the rest.

Sí, dijo Pereira, pero si ellos tuvieran razón mi vida no tendría sentido, no tendría sentido haber estudiado Letras en Coimbra y haber creído siempre que la literatura era la cosa más importante del mundo, no tendría sentido que yo dirija la página cultural de ese periódico vespertino en el que no puedo expresar mi opinión y en el que tengo que publicar cuentos del siglo XIX francés, ya nada tendría sentido, y es de eso de lo que siento deseos de arrepentirme, como si yo fuera otra persona y no el Pereira que ha sido siempre periodista, como si tuviera que renegar de algo.

Sicherheit ist die gut ausbalancierte Freiheit aller.

Silence leads to acceptance, which leads to liberation. All of our conditioning is then suspended; so, too, are morals, manners, even simple courtesy. Dogmas, rules, commandments, churches, political parties, opinions, doctrines, ideologies, and gurus fall away. All that remains is reality. All that remains is truth. How free we suddenly feel!

Si hablas con la gente, sin embargo, verás que la mayoría tiene mucha más conciencia de lo que limita su libertad que de la libertad misma. Te dirán: "¿Libertad? ¿Pero de qué libertad me hablas? ¿Cómo vamos a ser libres, si nos comen el coco desde la televisión, si los gobernantes nos engañan y nos manipulan, si los terroristas nos amenazan, si las drogas nos esclavizan, y si además me falta dinero para comprarme una moto, que es lo que yo quisiera?" En cuanto te fijes un poco, verás que los que así hablan parece que se están quejando pero en realidad se encuentran muy satisfechos de saber que no son libres. En el fondo piensan: "¡Uf! ¡Menudo peso nos hemos quitado de encima! Como no somos libres, no podemos tener la culpa de lo que nos ocurra..." Pero yo soy seguro de que nadie -nadie- cree de verdad que no es libre, nadie acepta sin más que funciona como un mecanismo inexorable de relojería o como una termita. Uno puede considerar que optar libremente por ciertas cosas en ciertas circunstancias es muy difícil [...] y que es mejor decir que no hay libertad para no reconocer que libremente se prefiere lo más fácil [...]. Pero dentro de las tripas algo insiste en decirnos: "Si tú hubieras querido...".

Sikken et arbejde! Alt var gennemsyret af hykleri og løgne. Selv de allermest banale ord og bevægelser var masker, forklædninger, det rene karneval. Og hvad var der blevet af vores fantasi i alt det? Skåret godt og grundigt ned! Selv børnenes fantasi var næsten væk for at der kunne blive plads for den færdigpakkede fantasi, de blev fodret med i skolen og hjemme. For ved at tale til dem, som jeg gjorde, ved at klæde dem på, som jeg gjorde, ved at leve, som vi gjorde, påtvang jeg dem mine love og regler, mine ideer, min smag. Jeg blev klar over, at jeg var dårlig til at lytte til dem, lyttede meget lidt til dem, og at jeg derfor kendte dem dårligt. Takket være dem begyndte jeg igen at lære at gå, at tale, at skrive, at læse, at regne, at le, at elske, at lege. Det var utroligt spændende, mine dage var alt for korte! Sikken et virvar! Alle døre stod åbne, alle fortøjninger var kastet! SIKKEN EN LYKKE!

Silence is a cage. These words are my keys.

Silence is a cage. These words are my wings.

Silence. Montag sat like a carved white stone. The echo of the final hammer on his skull died slowly away into the black cavern where Faber waited for the echoes to subside. And then when the startled dust had settled down about Montag's mind, Faber began, softly, "All right, he's had his say. You must take it in. I'll say my say, too, in the next hours. And you'll take it in. And you'll try to judge them and make your decisions as to which way to jump, or fall. But I want it to be your decision, not mine, and not the Captain's. But remember that the Captain belongs to the most dangerous enemy to truth and freedom, the solid unmoving cattle of the majority. We all have our harps to play. And it's up to you now to know with which ear you'll listen.

Silence gives you freedom to talk with yourself fearlessly

Silence gives you freedom to talk yourself fearlessly

Şimdi dikenler, şurada, ayağımın dibinde, iri şimşirler gibi güzel, etli, usareyle dolu fakat hareketsizdiler. Yerlerinden kımıldamıyorlardı, çünkü henüz ağustos başlarındaydık. Bir aya kadar onlarla birlikte koşacak mıydık? Nereye götürdüklerini, nereye gittiklerini öğrenecek miydim? Çoğunun bir sobada çatırtılarla yanıp kül olduğunu biliyordum. Ama ya ötekiler? Ya o 'macera yaratanlar?' Onlar bir çocuğun gözlerine hangi memleketleri gösterirlerdi; bazılarının talihlerini değiştirmeyi nasıl başarırlardı? Bana çılgınlıklar anlatacak, yalan söylese de zararı yok, bir parça hayal kurmama, cesaret göstermeme olanak verecek biriyle konuşmayı ne kadar istiyordum! Dikenlerse hayal ve cesaretten, insanı sahip olduğu şeyleri, olabileceği şeylere fedaya çağıran bir davetten ibarettir: Bu şeyler elde bulunanlardan daha beter olsalar da ne çıkar? Bütün yeryüzünü sevenler için, olduğu yerde çürümekten daha kötü ne vardır?

Simplicity gives you the power of freedom. Kindness gives you the power of boldness. Humility gives you the power of acceptance.

Simplicity is NOT boring. Simplicity is not self-denial. It is an indulgence, providing you with a wealth of time and space. Simplicity IS discerning the essential from the unessential. Simplicity is having room for the unexpected. It is savoring life. Most of all, simplicity is freedom: It's freedom to choose what you want in your life because you're not letting in everything that shows up. It's freedom to do what you want because you're not already committed to more obligations than you can handle and the maintenance of more objects than you'll ever use.

Since the general civilization of mankind, I believe there are more instances of the abridgment of the freedom of the people by gradual and silent encroachments of those in power, than by violent and sudden usurpations.

Since, in our societies, a gendered division of labor still predominates which confers a male twist on basic liberal categories (autonomy, public activity, competition) and relegates women to the private sector of family solidarity, liberalism itself, in its opposition to private and public, harbors male dominance. Furthermore, it is only modern Western capital culture for which autonomy and individual freedom stand higher than collective solidarity, connection, responsibility for dependent others, the duty to respect the customs of one's community. Liberalism itself thus privileges a certain culture: the modern Western one. As to freedom of choice, liberalism is also marked by a strong bias. It is intolerant when individuals of other cultures are not given freedom of choice-as is evident in issues such as clitoridechtomy, child brideship, infanticide, polygamy, and incest. However, it ignores the tremendous pressure which, for example, compels women in out liberal societies to undergo such procedures as plastic surgery, cosmetic implants, and Botox injections to remain competitive in the sex markets.

Since knowledge, thinking, and rational action are properties of the individual, since the choice to exercise his rational faculty or not depends on the individual, man’s survival requires that those who think be free of the interference of those who don’t. Since men are neither omniscient nor infallible, they must be free to agree or disagree, to cooperate or to pursue their own independent course, each according to his own rational judgment. Freedom is the fundamental requirement of man’s mind. A rational mind does not work under compulsion; it does not subordinate its grasp of reality to anyone’s orders, directives, or controls; it does not sacrifice its knowledge, its view of the truth, to anyone’s opinions, threats, wishes, plans, or “welfare.” Such a mind may be hampered by others, it may be silenced, proscribed, imprisoned, or destroyed; it cannot be forced; a gun is not an argument. (An example and symbol of this attitude is Galileo.) It is from the work and the inviolate integrity of such minds—from the intransigent innovators—that all of mankind’s knowledge and achievements have come. (See The Fountainhead.) It is to such minds that mankind owes its survival. (See Atlas Shrugged.)

Since Shakespeare had a feel for revolutionary rhetoric, let’s all cry: “Peace, freedom and liberty!

Since man always remains free and since his freedom is always fragile, the kingdom of good will never be definitively established in this world. Anyone who promises the better world that is guaranteed to last forever is making a false promise; he is overlooking human freedom. Freedom must be constantly won over for the cause of good. Free assent to the good never exists simply by itself. If there were structures which could irrevocably guarantee a determined and good state of the world, man's freedom would be denied, and hence they would not be good structures at all.

Sir, if you are as powerful as I feel that you are, and as inclined toward us as you seem to be, endeavor to do something for us, so that we might do something for ourselves. We are ready, sir; are angry, are capable, our hopes are coiled up so tight as to be deadly, or holy: turn us loose, sir, let us at it, let us show what we can do. --thomas havens

Singers provide all the proof that we have souls.

Slavery all day, and then, suddenly, by nightfall- freedom!

Si tratta di valori[i diritti umani]che non possono essere imposti da truppe straniere. Nessuna nazione può donare la libertà a un'altra. la libertà è un bene che deve essere conquistato dal popolo, un seme che crese e dà frutti solo quando viene piantato nel terreno e innaffiato dalle lacrime e dal sangue.

Slaves are governed by the fear of man, and, whenever the fear of man replaces the fear of God in a society, slavery reappears and increases.

Slavery remains rife, the shackles are just different. Labels and desires have replaced the cuffs and chains.

Slaves do not have the bravery of free men.

Slow rush up the body, covered in goosebumps, staying awake because of a choice that was made, a chose that is not one of worth but infect one of pure satisfaction.When you acept elixiring as style of life, it reveals you to yourself and all your inner angels but also demons lying beneth a smile suddenly rises and yes mostly off a simple singel smile. A smile that smiles through the pain not letting any sign of lack self confidence out, smiling soundless and emotionalless keeping everything inside scared of facing the truth and what lies beneath it, preferring a easier way out making an escape from the human body and mind entering a new perspective of life but never be fooled always have in mind,If it’s perfect, it’s to good to be true nothing can make all the pain go away pain only the escape from reality.

Smoking is unhealthy but not as unhealthy as being forbidden to smoke.

Smiles and kindness bring so much more than money can buy. Help and acceptance are all that is needed when you see someone cry. Open your eyes, and let everyone be free. Free to be you and free to be me. Take comfort in knowing we are all leaves on the same big, beautiful tree.

Socialism is not really an option in the material world. There can be no collective ownership of anything materially scarce. One or another faction will assert control in the name of society. Inevitably, the faction will be the most powerful in society -- that is, the state. This is why all attempts to create socialism in scarce goods or services devolve into totalitarian systems of top-down planning.

Socialism may be established by force, as in the Union of Soviet Socialist Republics—or by vote, as in Nazi (National Socialist) Germany. The degree of socialization may be total, as in Russia—or partial, as in England. Theoretically, the differences are superficial; practically, they are only a matter of time. The basic principle, in all cases, is the same.

Socialists and Progressives confuse compassion and compulsion.

Socialists seem to think George Orwell’s 1984 is a suggestion, or at least are unashamed of mimicking the methods of the totalitarian state Orwell depicted. Libertarians know it to be a warning, and a government that micro-manages all aspects of humanity an intolerable reality.

Socialism is an alternative to capitalism as potassium cyanide is an alternative to water.

Social systems are neither a consumer product that we can buy or rent from the market nor a material that we can import from another country. It is not a creation of the almighty gifted from the heavens. A social system is a creation of mankind. That is a reflection of our responsibilities. In other words, the social system is the result of our behavior and the decisions we take in our way of life.

Socrates is a shining example of a man who bravely lived up to his ideals, and, in the end, bravely died for them. Throughout his life, he never lost faith in the mind’s ability to discern and decide, and so to apprehend and master reality. Nor did he ever betray truth and integrity for a pitiable life of self-deception and semi-consciousness. In seeking relentlessly to align mind with matter and thought with fact, he remained faithful both to himself and to the world, with the result that he is still alive in this sentence and millions of others that have been written about him. More than a great philosopher, Socrates was the living embodiment of the dream that philosophy might one day set us free.

...Society needs to open its collective mind to all ideas and ideologies. It needs to give its people the chance to listen to the opinions of others, and then examine them critically instead of rejecting them prematurely. Such a creative dialogue based on positive critical thinking can enhance and develop ideas.

So does he live, seeking, finding, joying and suffering.

Society has arisen out of the works of peace; the essence of society is peacemaking. Peace and not war is the father of all things. Only economic action has created the wealth around us; labor, not the profession of arms, brings happiness. Peace builds, war destroys.

So I'd been captured? So I was starving? Did that mean I had to shrivel up and die? I could still slither. I could still hiss. Nothing had been stolen from me except my freedom. What I needed was a new plan.

Soiés resolus de ne servir plus, et vous voilà libres.

So long as I remain in Day's life, I will hurt him. Any other alternative is impossible. Now, he is free.

So long as you are in God's hands, He will not throw you away. God cannot drop you for you to be ashamed.

So long as you believe yourself to be 'only human' you have accepted life in a prison cell whose door remains locked only by your own mind. By saying, 'well, I'm only human', you have blindly submitted to all the limitations, fears, pettiness, greed and hatreds which make the common person weak and fragile. Most never become aware that another way is possible. You are human, but much more, too. The much-moreness is the vast, brilliant freedom and power which has confined itself in your humanity. If you are willing (and not everyone is, which is also a perfectly valid choice), you can begin to explore your native powers and experience freedom within limitation. When you do this, you live fully while you are here and you are no longer afraid to die. When you are not afraid of death but seek to live in a state of always-discovering, this is when life is transformed and you accept your birthright to choose and create in extraordinary fashion.

Some birds are not meant to be caged, that's all. Their feathers are too bright, their songs too sweet and wild.

So many stories lived behind my eyes. I carried the people I hurt, the lies I told, my sick relationship with food, wherever I went. My mind was rarely grounded in the moment. My past was heavy and constant; my thoughts wouldn’t leave me alone. But when I was with the shelter dogs, I didn’t have anything to hide. Sometimes what existed behind my eyes fell away. I wasn’t bulimic or unlovable or fat or a liar. I was a part of life again. I was an observer, and to more than just the dark cyclical patterns of the mind—here was the strong, sturdy presence of another—the breath moving in and out of Angel’s chest, the beating of her heart, the force of life moving through her and through me.

Solitude sets you free from the rat race of life.

So many people spend years (and money) studying to be doctors, lawyers, actors, dancers, business executives and scientists - when you're an author, you can be any of these things, and you don't need a degree or certificate; all you need is an imagination, a dream and an open mind.

Some are born to play it safe Others are born to live it wild.

Some bow to the spirit of collectivism, while you ascend to the spirit of your own eclectic rhythms.