Porque nada en la vida es blanco o negro, sino una infinita escala de grises
I am not certain what Cela meant to imply by this quote, yet I do see a connection to the photo. My problem is that I see freedom as an absolute, not as a feeling that may be different from one person to the next. No matter how happy and pampered the bird in the cage may feel, nothing in a cage is free. Freedom must be without restrictions, except for the restriction of not interfering with the freedom of others. When I chose freedom for myself, I must chose freedom for all, or the concept of freedom becomes meaningless. If freedom can be reduced to nothing more than a feeling, then we are like the men in Plato's Cave; we have no real idea of what freedom is, and when someone tries to tell us we kill him. Hugs, Kisses, and Pure Freedom My Friend
Though I thought the same as you about freedom, I believe that Cela wanted to mean that, in some opportunities of our lives, even being prisoners of circumstances, we can have the perception of being free. And only be true the perception. Lots of kisses, dear Michael.