I only ask to be free. The butterflies are free.

A part of Fate is the freedom of man. Forever wells up the impulse of choosing and acting in his soul.

Though we love goodness and not stealing, yet also we love freedom and not preaching.

Wild liberty breeds iron conscience; natures with great impulses have great resources, and return from far.

Freedom is the greatest fruit of self-sufficiency.

Whilst we strive To live most free, we're caught in our own toils.

The moment the slave resolves that he will no longer be a slave, his fetters fall. He frees himself and shows the way to others. Freedom and slavery are mental states.

He only earns his freedom and existence who daily conquers them anew.

We prate of freedom; we are in deadly fear of life.

Liberty is the only true riches: of all the rest we are at once the masters and the slaves.