I had crossed the line. I was free; but there was no one to welcome me to the land of freedom. I was a stranger in a strange land.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I felt really free, like I could do anything, because no one would know what to expect.
Who ever walked behind anyone to freedom? If we can't go hand in hand, I don't want to go.
I am a witness to nations and people deprived of their freedom. I was there. I watched that great Iron Curtain drop around nations which formerly had prized their freedom - good people. I was aghast as these were written off by the stroke of a pen.
I was always free because I felt free. It's very important to be free inside. The most important thing is to feel free.
Whatever my individual desires were to be free, I was not alone. There were many others who felt the same way.
Now I've been free, I know what a dreadful condition slavery is. I have seen hundreds of escaped slaves, but I never saw one who was willing to go back and be a slave.
My parents were lured to America by the democracy here promised. In our family, freedom was a word to conjure by. Hoping for larger privileges for the growing family of children, they brought them to the New World, the world of many intellectual as well as material advantages.
I was sort of open to do anything, I was free.
By not having to live up to people's expectations, I was somehow free.
In all my life, I have never been free. I have never been able to do anything with freedom, except in the field of my writing.