It’s only after we’ve lost everything that we’re free to do anything.
The snacks are free. The general. He charged us for the snacks, but they’re free. Why on earth would he do that?
If you’re good at something, never do it for free.
The world will know that free men stood against a tyrant, that few stood against many, and before this battle was over, even a god-king can bleed.
Can anybody be happy if they aren’t free?
Secrets have a cost. They’re not for free. Not now, not ever.
We spend a third of our lives asleep, and maybe that’s the time when we feel the most free.
She will catch us, or she won’t. But either way, we shall be free.
Freedom isn’t free at all, that it comes with the highest of costs. The cost of blood.
Free? You think we’re free out there? No. No, there’s no escape from this place.
Follow me and you will be free! Stay and you will perish.
According to the Yankees, it’s a free country.
