I have tasted freedom. I will not give up that which I have tasted.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
Freedom must be gained step by step, slowly. Freedom is a food which must be carefully administered when people are too hungry for it.
Freedom comes only to those who no longer ask of life that it shall yield them any of those personal goods that are subject to the mutations of time.
Freedom is what you do with what's been done to you.
Freedom is what beauty feels like when it can most express itself.
Freedom is just another word: It seems to get truer the older I get.
Freedom is not a gift nor does it simply exist for us to have, but rather it is a sacred duty, and its blessed yield of hope is born from none other than the blood of the innocent.
What is freedom? Freedom is the right to choose: the right to create for oneself the alternatives of choice.
Freedom is never granted; it is won.
I can no longer obey; I have tasted command, and I cannot give it up.
Freedom is not procured by a full enjoyment of what is desired, but by controlling the desire.