“The open road. What a trio of words. What a vision of blue sky and untouched hills and narrow trails heading God knew where and being free—free and hungry, free and cold, free and wet, free and lost. Who could mourn such conditions, faced with the alternative?”

“What a terrible thing could be freedom. Trees were free when they were uprooted by the wind; ships were free when they were torn from their moorings; men were free when they were cast out of their homes—free to starve, free to perish of cold and hunger.”

“freedom attends reality:free at the core, any effort is wasted;timelessly free, no release is needed;free in itself, no corrective is possible;directly free, released in seeing;completely free, pure in nature;constantly free, familiarization is redundant;and naturally free, freedom cannot be contrived.yet 'freedom' is just a verbal convention,and who is 'realized' and who is not?how could anyone be 'liberated'?how could anyone be lost in samsara?reality is free of all delimitation!freedom is timeless, so constantly present;freedom is natural, so unconditional;freedom is direct, so pure vision obtains;freedom is unbounded, so no identity possible;freedom is unitary, so multiplicity is consumed.conduct changes nothing - our lives are already free!meditation achieves nothing - our minds are already free!the view realizes nothing - all dogma is freedom!fruition demands nothing - we are free as we are!”

“He was free, free in every way, free to behave like a fool or a machine, free to accept, free to refuse, free to equivocate; to marry, to give up the game, to drag this death weight about with him for years to come. He could do what he liked, no one had the right to advise him, there would be for him no Good or Evil unless he thought them into being.”

“Who ever knew Truth put to the worse in a free and open encounter?”

“Free at last, Free at last, Thank God almighty we are free at last.”