Freedom Quotes

A tyrst with destiny - At the stroke of midnight hour, when the world sleeps, India will awaken to life and Freedom.

Freedom and power bring responsibility.

A moment comes, which comes but rarely in history, when we step out from the old to the new, when an age ends, and when the soul of a nation, long suppressed, finds utterance.

Blood and tears are going to be our lot, whether we like them or not. Our blood and tears will flow; maybe the parched soil of India needs them so that the fine flower of freedom may grow again.

All the nations and peoples are too closely knit together today for any one of them to imagine that it can live apart. Peace has been said to be indivisible, so is freedom, so is prosperity now, and so also is disaster in this one world that can no longer be split into isolated fragments.

This freedom and heavenly cheer I have placed over all things like an azure bell when I taught that over them and through them no 'eternal will' wills. This prankish folly I have put in the place of that will when I taught: In everything one thing is impossible: rationality.

Nothing has been purchased more dearly than the little bit of reason and sense of freedom which now constitutes our pride.

All mankind is divided, as it was at all times and is still, into slaves and freemen; for whoever has not two-thirds of his day for himself is a slave.

The free man is a warrior.

Every high degree of power always involves a corresponding degree of freedom from good and evil.

One lives for the day, one lives very fast, one lives very irresponsibly: precisely this is called freedom.

Freedom is the will to be responsible for ourselves. It is to preserve the distance which separates us from other men. To grow more indifferent to hardship, to severity, to privation, and even to life itself.

When a nation is on the downward path, when it feels its belief in its own future, its hope of freedom slipping from it, when it begins to see submission as a first necessity and the virtues of submission as measures of self-preservation, then it must overhaul its God.

Shackled heart, free spirit. Whoever binds his heart tightly and imprisons it may indulge his spirit in many liberties: I have already said that once. But no one believes me unless he already knows.

All I long for is freedom, a taste of the real breathe of life; and I kick, I revolt against the many, the unutterably many constraints to which my mind is still subject... For the moment I am really very, very tired of everything-more than tired.

The strongest knowledge (that of the total freedom of the human will) is nonetheless the poorest in successes: for it always has the strongest opponent, human vanity.

A man unconsciously imagines that where he is strong, where he feels most thoroughly alive, the element of his freedom must lie.

These four, however, seek the freedom of their will at the very point where they are most securely chained. It is as if the silkworm sought freedom of will in spinning. What is the reason?

The creation of freedom for oneself and a sacred "No" even to duty-for that, my brothers, the lion is needed.

This independence is glorified as academic freedom, ... except that in the background, a discreet distance away, stands the state watching with a certain supervisory look on its face, making sure to remind everybody from time to time that it is the aim, the purpose, the essence of this whole strange process.