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"If society fits you comfortably enough, you call it freedom."
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"When you write by hand, you don't have the excessive freedom of a computer. When I write down something, I have to be serious about it. I have to ask myself, "Is this necessary at this point in the book?"
"When you are imprisoned by the rules of conformity, it tames your imaginative capacity and steals your free thinking abilities."
"Liberation begins with liberation of mind, soul and body."
"You are not, though, forgiving so as to let others off with things. You are forgiving so that you can empower yourself to get over it and become strong."
"No man can claim to be free in real terms unless he is fully in control of his own destiny!"
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"They are dragged to the withered bracken by the load, And they seem not to break; though once they are bowed So low for long, they never right themselves."
"There should be more or less of a jumble in your head or on your note paper after the first time and even after the second. Much that you will think of in connection will come to nothing and be wasted. But some of it ought to go together under one idea. That idea is the thing to write on and write into the title at the head of your paper. One idea and a few subordinate ideas - [the trick is] to have those happen to you as you read and catch them - not let them escape you. The sidelong glance is what you depend on. You look at your author but you keep the tail of your eye on what is happening over and above your author in your own mind and nature."
"The rain to the wind said,You push and I'll pelt.'They so smote the garden bedThat the flowers actually knelt,And lay lodged--though not dead.I know how the flowers felt."
"The Road Not TakenTwo roads diverged in a yellow wood,And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim, Because it was grassy and wanted wear; Though as for that the passing there Had worn them really about the same, And both that morning equally lay In leaves no step had trodden black. Oh, I kept the first for another day! Yet knowing how way leads on to way, I doubted if I should ever come back. I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and I- I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference."
"No tears in the writer, no tears in the reader. No surprise in the writer, no surprise in the reader."
"I alone of English writers have consciously set myself to make music out of what I may call the sound of sense."
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