“But death is not freedom. For a moment, it can look like freedom. But then it's death.Anything.Something.Nothing.”
“Yeah I missed you since the place got wrecked By the winds of change and the weeds of sex looks like freedom but it feels like death it's something in between, I guess it's closing time.”
“Idealism is the death of the body and the imagination. All but freedom, utter freedom, is death”
“From that moment on we lived in true freedom, the freedom to point to someone else and "They told me to do it! It's their fault, not mine.”
“Such a caring for death, an awakening that keeps vigil over death, a conscience that looks death in the face, is another name for freedom.”
“You see, real freedom is something tangible- it's the American's birthright- but it is also something that can be taken away at a moment's notice.”