“I have fled my country and gone to the heather.”
“Good folk, I have no coin,To take were to purloin:I have no copper in my purse,I have no silver either,And all my gold is on the furzeThat shakes in windy weatherAbove the rusy heather.”
“As a woman I have no country. As a woman I want no country. As a woman, my country is the whole world.”
“I have no country to fight for; my country is the earth; I am a citizen of the world.”
“I fled Him down the nights and down the daysI fled Him down the arches of the yearsI fled Him down the labyrinthine waysOf my own mind, and in the midst of tearsI hid from him, and under running laughter.”
“If I had to choose between betraying my country and betraying my friend, I hope I should have the guts to betray my country.”