The choice for mankind lay between freedom and happiness, and that, for the great bulk of mankind, happiness was better.
That thing is called free, which exists solely by the necessity of its own nature, and of which the action is determined by itself alone.
Some tourists think Amsterdam is a city of sin, but in truth it is a city of freedom. And in freedom, most people find sin.
Slaves lose everything in their chains, even the desire to escape from them.[Les esclaves perdent tout dans leurs fers, jusqu’au désir d’en sortir.]
Outside of that single fatality of death, everything, joy or happiness, is liberty.
Once the children have been educated to freedom of personality, and have come of age, they become recognised as persons in the eyes of the law.
Nothing has been more dearly bought than the minute portion of human reason and feeling of liberty upon which we now pride ourselves.
No one is more a slave than the man who thinks himself free while he is not.
My concept of freedom. — The worth of a thing lies sometimes not in what one attains with it, but in what one pays for it — what it costs us.
Men are never really willing to die except for the sake of freedom: therefore they do not believe in dying completely.
Liberty is worth paying for.
Liberty is to be subserv’d whatever occurs; That is nothing that is quell’d by one or two failures, or any number of failures, Or by the indifference or ingratitude of the people, or by any unfaithfulness…