In every human breast, God has implanted a principle, which we call love of freedom; it is impatient of oppression and pants for deliverance.

Freedom of the press is only guaranteed to those who own one.

Freedom is always and exclusively freedom for the one who thinks differently.

Freedom is not something that anybody can be given; freedom is something people take, and people are as free as they want to be.

Experience should teach us to be most on our guard to protect liberty when the government’s purposes are beneficent.

Ah! Freedom is a noble thing!

That sweet bondage which is freedom’s self.

None who have always been free can understand the terrible fascinating power of the hope of freedom to those who are not free.

Democracy is the menopause of Western society, the grand climacteric of the body social. Fascism is its middle-aged lust.

Freedom is about the willingness of every single human being to cede to lawful authority a great deal of discretion about what you do.

Democracy forever teases us with the contrast between its ideals and its realities, between its heroic possibilities and its sorry achievements.

Like a broken gong be still, be silent. Know the stillness of freedom where there is no more striving.

We who officially value freedom of speech above life itself seem to have nothing to talk about but the weather.