For what avail the plough or sail, Or land or life, if freedom fail?

For what avail the plough or sail, Or land or life, if freedom fail?

I want free life, and I want fresh air;
And I sigh for the canter after the cattle,
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I want free life, and I want fresh air;
And I sigh for the canter after the cattle,
The crack of the whip like shots in battle,
The medley of horns, and hoofs, and heads
That wars, and wrangles, and scatters and spreads;
The green beneath and the blue above,
And dash, and danger, and life and love.

To do good whenever one can, to love liberty above all else, never to deny the truth, even though it read more

To do good whenever one can, to love liberty above all else, never to deny the truth, even though it be before the throne.

For to be free is not merely to cast off one's chains, but to live in a way that respects read more

For to be free is not merely to cast off one's chains, but to live in a way that respects and enhances the freedom of others.

Freedom is not worth having if it does not include the freedom to make mistakes.

Freedom is not worth having if it does not include the freedom to make mistakes.

A man's worst difficulties begin when he is able to do as he likes.

A man's worst difficulties begin when he is able to do as he likes.

Here the free spirit of mankind, at length,
Throws its last fetters off; and who shall place
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Here the free spirit of mankind, at length,
Throws its last fetters off; and who shall place
A limit to the giant's unchained strength,
Or curb his swiftness in the forward race?

You have the freedom to choose your actions, you don't have the freedom to choose the consequences of your actions

You have the freedom to choose your actions, you don't have the freedom to choose the consequences of your actions

England may as well dam up the waters of the Nile with bulrushes
as to fetter the step of read more

England may as well dam up the waters of the Nile with bulrushes
as to fetter the step of Freedom, more proud and firm in this
youthful land than where she treads the sequestered glens of
Scotland, or couches herself among the magnificent mountains of
Switzerland.
- Mrs. Lydia Maria Child,