A Quote by Mahatma Gandhi

Golden fetters are no less galling to a self-respecting man that iron ones; the sting lies in the fetters, not in the metal. — © Mahatma Gandhi
Golden fetters are no less galling to a self-respecting man that iron ones; the sting lies in the fetters, not in the metal.
Fetters of gold are still fetters, and the softest lining can never make them so easy as liberty.
True artistic renewal does not mean being stripped of fetters. It means moving into new fetters.
Hate is of all things the mightiest divider, nay, is division itself. To couple hatred, therefore, though wedlock try all her golden links, and borrow to tier aid all the iron manacles and fetters of law, it does but seek to twist a rope of sand.
What use would wings be to a man bound in iron fetters? They would only drive him to even greater despair.
Fondnesse it were for any being free, To covet fetters, though they golden bee.
Eternal Spirit of the chainless Mind! Brightest in dungeons, Liberty! thou art, For there thy habitation is the heart-- The heart which love of thee alone can bind; And when thy sons to fetters are consign'd-- To fetters and damp vault's dayless gloom, Their country conquers with their martyrdom.
No man loveth his fetters, be they made of gold.
I also have in mind that seemingly wealthy, but most terribly impoverished class of all, who have accumulated dross, but know not how to use it, or get rid of it, and thus have forged their own golden or silver fetters.
... there are no chains so galling as the chains of ignorance--no fetters so binding as those that bind the soul, and exclude it from the vast field of useful and scientific knowledge. O, had I received the advantages of early education, my ideas would, ere now, have expanded far and wide; but, alas! I possess nothing but moral capability--no teachings but the teachings of the Holy Spirit.
Unless the gods deceive my mind , That man is forging fetters for himself.
Why should a man be in love with his fetters, though of gold?
You have fettered yourself of your own free will, man - break the fetters!
Blessed be all metrical rules that forbid automatic responses, force us to have second thoughts, free us from the fetters of Self.
To drag a man in fetters into the grand illuminated temple of liberty, and call upon him to join you in joyous anthems, were inhuman mockery and sacrilegious irony.
Genius ... is necessarily intolerant of fetters.
Our deeds are fetters that we forge ourselves.
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