right.

“What is freedom?” I asked. 

“Something you do not have.” 

“Excuse me?” 

“A person can taste a gourmet meal and talk of its flavors, and yet never taste its ingredients. A person can sleep with as many people as he or she desires and talk of ecstasy and energy, and yet never fall into the safe abyss of another’s soul. A person can travel over land and sea and talk of different cultures and attraction, and never speak with another in the common tongue of smiles and laughter. 

“And so a person can talk all day about rights, and chat about liberty and sing about freedom and yet live in a cage. 

“Each knows that whenever one tries to describe these things, there are no words. And so they do not ask what it is, they only enjoy the moments of experiencing it. When you have found such a thing, you will no longer ask, or even talk as much about it.”