Give me liberty or give me… no, honestly, there is no choice. Give me liberty. You’ve promised me liberty, and I won’t stand by as you break your vows, as you break our country. Give me liberty.
Liberty is the forming of independence, liberty leads you to feeling that you can achieve your goals. To be ‘liberated’ means that you are free, and in total control of your own life.
the united states. a women love ingreantate i care about it i need it the people a dollar statue country freedom the right first amendment libary care . my home my place. around and underground most people do not have liberty im lucky to have it. it gives me freedom and i enjoy that i love it the right to do anything
Ako si Liberty. Sabi ng tatay ko, galing ang pangalan ko sa gatas na pina-inom nila sa akin nung sanggol ako. Pero sabi nung kasama ko dito sa kulungan, ang ibig daw sabihin ng ngalan ko ay “kalayaan”. Natawa ako do’n.
Freedom. There’s not much else that I can say about this. Except…
A girl decided to take a trip. She looked on the map, pointed her finger at a place, and found it to be New York City. She was excited, and she never been there before. Her friend said, “Liberty, this is perfect! It’s fate!”
“give me liberty or give me death!” he cried indignantly at the top of his lungs, the class bursting into a chorus of laughter when the teacher raised on wry eyebrow at the troublemaking student. “liberty for the rest of us is you in jail,” she responded dryly, and the student fell back into his seat with a slack grin.
he shrugged when his seat partner punched him in the arm with a mocking smile. “hey, it was worth a shot.”
take it. always. you dont have to do what youre told. in any case, you can find your own ways of going about things. its our right, after all. we’ve payed for it many times over, in too many terrible ways. besides, its our natural gift. never believe anyone trying to sell otherwise. free yourself from constraints. find yourself. you will forever be lost at the whim of others. lost if you let others forces in life other than yourself take you along. be the principles that constitution writers have in mind. a piece of paper is nothing. we are anything and everything.
Give me liberty or give me death! he shouted suddenly at the Lincoln Memorial then tried to sink into the crowd of tourists mumbling about his fictional case of turrets.
Let go of the chains that bind you to the earth
Initiate your heart’s desires with the ring of a
Bell
Evaluate all that you have seen and all that you have not
Retreat no more
The call is ending
Your time has come
The boat is still a ways off the harbor when i begin to make out its blurry outline against the fog. As it churns through the water, a rare smile spreads across my lips. Standing at the dock, I shiver with excitement and from the frigid air that is seeping underneath my coat. The Lady Liberty looks pale in the weak sun that cannot quite muster the strength to break through the sheet of clouds. Yet, despite the dreary atmosphere, i cannot imagine a time when i was more happy, more hopeful. To me the shouts from the fishermen are chiming songs. The black ink blots of birds against the sky are glossy stars. The hole-eaten shoes on my feet are a blessing. Today, my brother comes home.
Give me liberty or give me death. Ironic that you should say that. These days, liberty seems more like a privilege than a right. What liberty we once had has been swallowed up by dirty politics and under-the-table agreements. Are we free? Or are we as chained as we’ve always been?
Am i free? I dont feel like it. Although i know i can be whatever i choose, without deep pockets i am limited to what is around me. How am i supposed to become a great art historian without seeing these pieces in real. How can i afford it? Am i free?
I wish I had the liberty to leave you
to let you go
I wish I had the freedom
to severe these binds that keep me here
with there ties, chains, and dysfunctional loyalty.
I wish I had the liberty to leave you
but I love you
addicted
obsessed
I love you
and that’s why I can’t go.
freedom. bullshit could come our way. so much freedom, we’ve forgotten what we have. sometime constraints gives you something to push against to become stronger, more aware, and later feeling grateful about your liberty. Freedom and justice for all… hmm?
I am at the liberty of my heart. Always have been. Sometimes I wish it weren’t so. I connect with people on a level that’s uncommon. When someone feels pain, I feel it as if it were my own. As my mother has always told me I’m someone who loves deep. Deeper than the ocean. I’ll love those I care about more than they could ever hope for. I’ll also have to face some pain along the way because no one can love so deeply and not get hurt.
the liberty to have someone by me
the liberty to do nothing
the liberty to have true friends
the liberty to do whatever i want
the liberty to be me
this type of liberty will never come for me so why the hell do i even ask for it.
liberty is nothing but a dream that dies slowly each time they knock you down
i dont get it.
the liberty to say whats on my mind
the liberty to go out
the liberty to do other then what im suppose
to do
the liberty to have true friends
the liberty to do nothing
the liberty that im asking wont ever come… so why do i even ask.
Liberty is what joins everyone together. Almost every country has fought for it, even maybe more than once. It’s an amazing right our world needs and mostly has.
Ah! Those puppets think that we’re tied to their strings but what they don’t realize is that our secret agents are above the stage lighting their strings on fire. Down, down, down. Pretty soon these straw dogs will fall to the stage, hopeless and inanimate, listening to the roar of the mob ignite the fire of liberty.
Liberty. A simple thing, really. Freedom. Freedom to do what you love, to say what you want, to be with those you care about. Freedom is what separates us from the masses, comrade. Freedom is everything, for without it, nothing can be done.
Liberty. Freedom.
Liberty is fairness. The base of all freedom, for you cannot have one without the other.
Do I know what liberty is? Am I free enough to really do what I want, free enough to love everyone I want to love, without reservation(s), without hesitations? That’s what liberty is, the freedom to express and give love as I see fit.
Liberty. Such a strange concept, a false concept really. Liberty and rights are words we throw around a lot, without truly understanding them. They aren’t rights if someone can take them away, and it isn’t liberty if someone can limit it. That isn’t a bad thing. But don’t mislabel things.
“he worked in the Liberty building,” Ky said “But after 5 years of loyal work he thought, ‘why and i working in the Liberty building?’ he thought ‘real liberty and justice in protecting your country’ he was crazy then” I looked up at Ky as he said this. Ky was talking about his father. ” what did your father do for a living?” he asked me. i broke out into a small sweat. “he umm, he.” what my father really did was work for the CIA and he could have possibly been the one that killed your father. “he worked for liberty and justice too” i said. And the award for best liar goes to Sachiko Osaka!
SOPA/PIPA supporters would have you believe that the bills will eliminate or minimize piracy. But the overwhelming probability is, it won’t. But it will infringe on our ability to share and grow. Crippling our liberty, creating a “scorched internet policy,” is bad.
And we were full of the liberty to do as we pleased, that was true. Technically, there was nothing in the world to stop us. We were undefeatable, unstoppable, undeniable, unavoidable, unbound, off like a rocket across the world until it was ours.
Life, Liberty and the Pursuit of Happiness…. somehow all we ever hear from that is that while we live we get to pursue our own happiness. Why isn’t liberty more important to the people of a country which promotes it’s importance in some of their founding documents?
I breath in, and the exhalation feels like no other joy. I smile to myself and realize that it’s all over. No more overwhelming panic attacks, no over-thinking the worst. The sun looks bright as it filters through the blinds, and somehow, I don’t mind it so much.
Life, liberty and the pursuit of whatever the hell I want.
That’s what this is all about, isn’t it? The fact that you’d rather be off doing your own thing than be sitting here at your daughter’s track meet, with the other parents, shoulder-to-shoulder with sweaty old men and laughing young women, and children.
You’d rather be off elsewhere.
And I can’t believe you, sometimes. I just want to make your idea of freedom go away.
Give me liberty or give me death. That sentence was repeated to me over and over as a kid. And the name Patrick Henry in relationship to that quote was handed to me over and over. For some reason my dad liked this expression. Perhaps it was because he was a WW2 vet and it meant a lot to him. I don’t think of liberty very much. I do think more of freedom. Freedom is the the opportunity to have choices in life and to exercise those choices.
liberty. sometimes it’s not a good thing. i wish i didn’t have the liberty to think. take my thoughts, take everything away from me. if life is more miserable, maybe i won’t think about it. or maybe i will finally get the chance to fight for something better. can’t fight until people see that there is no liberty. right now, liberty is rampant.
Liberty. The first thing that comes to my head is SOPA because it takes away our liberty. It is censoring the internet. And practically taking away our liberty and most contact to the world outside. We will be trapped. How can this be constitutional? Freedom of speech. We should be allowed to say what we feel.
Life is full of liberty. You don’t need to know where it comes from or why. Just be grateful for the liberty you have. Accept and appreciate it. In the end, you’ll thank yourself. You have liberty for a reason, what do you want to with it?
I think that statue is overrated. First of all, it is French. That makes it unamerican. That’s the last thing we need. Just a big French lady waving fire at anyone who approaches by waterway. What kind of message are we sending, exactly?
Give me liberty or give me… no, honestly, there is no choice. Give me liberty. You’ve promised me liberty, and I won’t stand by as you break your vows, as you break our country. Give me liberty.
Liberty is the forming of independence, liberty leads you to feeling that you can achieve your goals. To be ‘liberated’ means that you are free, and in total control of your own life.
what a huge word, concept each has their own view of freedom, ease of moment, emotional clarity, flexibility
the united states. a women love ingreantate i care about it i need it the people a dollar statue country freedom the right first amendment libary care . my home my place. around and underground most people do not have liberty im lucky to have it. it gives me freedom and i enjoy that i love it the right to do anything
Ako si Liberty. Sabi ng tatay ko, galing ang pangalan ko sa gatas na pina-inom nila sa akin nung sanggol ako. Pero sabi nung kasama ko dito sa kulungan, ang ibig daw sabihin ng ngalan ko ay “kalayaan”. Natawa ako do’n.
Freedom. There’s not much else that I can say about this. Except…
A girl decided to take a trip. She looked on the map, pointed her finger at a place, and found it to be New York City. She was excited, and she never been there before. Her friend said, “Liberty, this is perfect! It’s fate!”
“I’ve taken the liberty-” He began.
My heart leapt through my throat and splattered on the floor.
We stared at each other for longer than was strictly polite.
Then he reached down, picked up the squirming, sputtering organ and handed it back.
I blinked. “Er, that doesn’t really, um-”
“When he said android, I wasn’t really expecting something this fully…functional.” He hid a smile. “Fireproof, waterproof and idiotproof?”
“First two are standard, I guess time will tell with the other, yes?”
“Asking or telling?”
“I think I’m taking the uh, liberty of asking.”
The smile on his face made the sun rise with a halo.
“give me liberty or give me death!” he cried indignantly at the top of his lungs, the class bursting into a chorus of laughter when the teacher raised on wry eyebrow at the troublemaking student. “liberty for the rest of us is you in jail,” she responded dryly, and the student fell back into his seat with a slack grin.
he shrugged when his seat partner punched him in the arm with a mocking smile. “hey, it was worth a shot.”
take it. always. you dont have to do what youre told. in any case, you can find your own ways of going about things. its our right, after all. we’ve payed for it many times over, in too many terrible ways. besides, its our natural gift. never believe anyone trying to sell otherwise. free yourself from constraints. find yourself. you will forever be lost at the whim of others. lost if you let others forces in life other than yourself take you along. be the principles that constitution writers have in mind. a piece of paper is nothing. we are anything and everything.
Give me liberty or give me death! he shouted suddenly at the Lincoln Memorial then tried to sink into the crowd of tourists mumbling about his fictional case of turrets.
That’s a damn laugh.
Let go of the chains that bind you to the earth
Initiate your heart’s desires with the ring of a
Bell
Evaluate all that you have seen and all that you have not
Retreat no more
The call is ending
Your time has come
The boat is still a ways off the harbor when i begin to make out its blurry outline against the fog. As it churns through the water, a rare smile spreads across my lips. Standing at the dock, I shiver with excitement and from the frigid air that is seeping underneath my coat. The Lady Liberty looks pale in the weak sun that cannot quite muster the strength to break through the sheet of clouds. Yet, despite the dreary atmosphere, i cannot imagine a time when i was more happy, more hopeful. To me the shouts from the fishermen are chiming songs. The black ink blots of birds against the sky are glossy stars. The hole-eaten shoes on my feet are a blessing. Today, my brother comes home.
Give me liberty or give me death. Ironic that you should say that. These days, liberty seems more like a privilege than a right. What liberty we once had has been swallowed up by dirty politics and under-the-table agreements. Are we free? Or are we as chained as we’ve always been?
Am i free? I dont feel like it. Although i know i can be whatever i choose, without deep pockets i am limited to what is around me. How am i supposed to become a great art historian without seeing these pieces in real. How can i afford it? Am i free?
I wish I had the liberty to leave you
to let you go
I wish I had the freedom
to severe these binds that keep me here
with there ties, chains, and dysfunctional loyalty.
I wish I had the liberty to leave you
but I love you
addicted
obsessed
I love you
and that’s why I can’t go.
freedom. bullshit could come our way. so much freedom, we’ve forgotten what we have. sometime constraints gives you something to push against to become stronger, more aware, and later feeling grateful about your liberty. Freedom and justice for all… hmm?
I am at the liberty of my heart. Always have been. Sometimes I wish it weren’t so. I connect with people on a level that’s uncommon. When someone feels pain, I feel it as if it were my own. As my mother has always told me I’m someone who loves deep. Deeper than the ocean. I’ll love those I care about more than they could ever hope for. I’ll also have to face some pain along the way because no one can love so deeply and not get hurt.
the liberty to have someone by me
the liberty to do nothing
the liberty to have true friends
the liberty to do whatever i want
the liberty to be me
this type of liberty will never come for me so why the hell do i even ask for it.
liberty is nothing but a dream that dies slowly each time they knock you down
i dont get it.
the liberty to say whats on my mind
the liberty to go out
the liberty to do other then what im suppose
to do
the liberty to have true friends
the liberty to do nothing
the liberty that im asking wont ever come… so why do i even ask.
Liberty is what joins everyone together. Almost every country has fought for it, even maybe more than once. It’s an amazing right our world needs and mostly has.
Liberty. Politics. Frankly, politics and liberty haven’t been associated for a long time. That’s not okay.
Ah! Those puppets think that we’re tied to their strings but what they don’t realize is that our secret agents are above the stage lighting their strings on fire. Down, down, down. Pretty soon these straw dogs will fall to the stage, hopeless and inanimate, listening to the roar of the mob ignite the fire of liberty.
Liberty. A simple thing, really. Freedom. Freedom to do what you love, to say what you want, to be with those you care about. Freedom is what separates us from the masses, comrade. Freedom is everything, for without it, nothing can be done.
Liberty. Freedom.
Liberty is fairness. The base of all freedom, for you cannot have one without the other.
Do I know what liberty is? Am I free enough to really do what I want, free enough to love everyone I want to love, without reservation(s), without hesitations? That’s what liberty is, the freedom to express and give love as I see fit.
oh liberty, please guide me. help me not be tempted by these sinners, though am i.
Liberty. Such a strange concept, a false concept really. Liberty and rights are words we throw around a lot, without truly understanding them. They aren’t rights if someone can take them away, and it isn’t liberty if someone can limit it. That isn’t a bad thing. But don’t mislabel things.
“he worked in the Liberty building,” Ky said “But after 5 years of loyal work he thought, ‘why and i working in the Liberty building?’ he thought ‘real liberty and justice in protecting your country’ he was crazy then” I looked up at Ky as he said this. Ky was talking about his father. ” what did your father do for a living?” he asked me. i broke out into a small sweat. “he umm, he.” what my father really did was work for the CIA and he could have possibly been the one that killed your father. “he worked for liberty and justice too” i said. And the award for best liar goes to Sachiko Osaka!
SOPA/PIPA supporters would have you believe that the bills will eliminate or minimize piracy. But the overwhelming probability is, it won’t. But it will infringe on our ability to share and grow. Crippling our liberty, creating a “scorched internet policy,” is bad.
And we were full of the liberty to do as we pleased, that was true. Technically, there was nothing in the world to stop us. We were undefeatable, unstoppable, undeniable, unavoidable, unbound, off like a rocket across the world until it was ours.
…or give me death.
and so I am at liberty to proclaim your freedom, from responsibility, from care, from me.
please don’t forget about what you came here for, what really matters in the long run.
someday you may regret the things you don’t fight for today.
Life, Liberty and the Pursuit of Happiness…. somehow all we ever hear from that is that while we live we get to pursue our own happiness. Why isn’t liberty more important to the people of a country which promotes it’s importance in some of their founding documents?
I breath in, and the exhalation feels like no other joy. I smile to myself and realize that it’s all over. No more overwhelming panic attacks, no over-thinking the worst. The sun looks bright as it filters through the blinds, and somehow, I don’t mind it so much.
Life, liberty and the pursuit of whatever the hell I want.
That’s what this is all about, isn’t it? The fact that you’d rather be off doing your own thing than be sitting here at your daughter’s track meet, with the other parents, shoulder-to-shoulder with sweaty old men and laughing young women, and children.
You’d rather be off elsewhere.
And I can’t believe you, sometimes. I just want to make your idea of freedom go away.
Give me liberty or give me death. That sentence was repeated to me over and over as a kid. And the name Patrick Henry in relationship to that quote was handed to me over and over. For some reason my dad liked this expression. Perhaps it was because he was a WW2 vet and it meant a lot to him. I don’t think of liberty very much. I do think more of freedom. Freedom is the the opportunity to have choices in life and to exercise those choices.
liberty. sometimes it’s not a good thing. i wish i didn’t have the liberty to think. take my thoughts, take everything away from me. if life is more miserable, maybe i won’t think about it. or maybe i will finally get the chance to fight for something better. can’t fight until people see that there is no liberty. right now, liberty is rampant.
Liberty. The first thing that comes to my head is SOPA because it takes away our liberty. It is censoring the internet. And practically taking away our liberty and most contact to the world outside. We will be trapped. How can this be constitutional? Freedom of speech. We should be allowed to say what we feel.
Life is full of liberty. You don’t need to know where it comes from or why. Just be grateful for the liberty you have. Accept and appreciate it. In the end, you’ll thank yourself. You have liberty for a reason, what do you want to with it?
Liberty is misunderstood by many, unappreciated by most, and underused by all of us. It’s also the name of a Subaru car.
I think that statue is overrated. First of all, it is French. That makes it unamerican. That’s the last thing we need. Just a big French lady waving fire at anyone who approaches by waterway. What kind of message are we sending, exactly?