Quotes About Imprisonment

He had wanted so hard to Escape, to find the stars. And all he had found was a new prison.

Sapphique strapped the wings to his arms and flew, over oceans and plains, over glass cities and mountains of gold. Animals fled; people pointed up. He flew so far, he saw the sky above him and the sky said, "Turn back, my son, for you have climbed too high." Sapphique laughed, as he rarely did. "Not this time. This time I beat on you until you open." But Incarceron was angered, and struck him down.

Who can chart the vastness of Incarceron? Its halls viaducts, its chasms? Only the man who has known freedom Can define his prison.

What use is one key among a billion prisoners?

No matter how I prayed, no fairy godmother appeared. No elf or leprechaun or world-weary wizard materialised to provide the secret weapon against my foe. I remained alone in a mouse-infested cell, empty but for a pallet and the nightdress into which I now had to struggle.

Right," Raymond said, realizing he was in prison. That his inability to express what he was feeling had formed such a tight and inescapable box around his being that he could barely breathe.

Stories have a way of changing faces. They are unruly things, undisciplined, given to delinquency and the throwing of erasers. This is why we must close them up into thick, solid books, so they cannot get out and cause trouble.

How long your hair has grown. You could strangle a man in it.

Is it really a cage if it's the size of the world?" "Yes," said Emily, Charlotte, and Anne together, rather more loudly than any of them expected.

Ik leef, fluisterde hij, ik adem. En ik beweeg. Ik adem, ik beweeg, dus ik leef. Wat kan er nog gebeuren? Er kunnen rampen komen, pijnen, verschrikkingen. Maar ik leef. Ik kan opgesloten zijn, of door gruwelijke ziekten worden bezocht. Maar steeds adem ik, en beweeg ik. En ik leef.

Por maior que seja este império, ele não é mais que uma grande prisão e o imperador que detém as chaves dela é o seu carcereiro, mas os carcereiros não vivem muito melhor do que os prisioneiros.» Ou isto: «Os russos preocupam-se muito menos em ser civilizados do que em fazer crer que o são.»

For instance, Americans are supposed to cherish freedom, yet we imprison a bigger percentage of our people than any other country in the world. I talk to students who are graduating in crippling debt, yet don't connect this to state legislatures that are building prisons we don't need instead of schools we do need, and then spending an average of fifty thousand dollars a year per prisoner and way less per student.

All writers should be put in a box and thrown in the sea.

When we lock things away," he said with conviction, "we're really imprisoning ourselves.

With each passing year, the body turns more prison than shelter.

Before you can break out of prison, you must first realize you're locked up.

As the two wardens looked on, the jailer shackled the old woman to an iron band with

Perhaps the whole root of our trouble, the human trouble, is that we will sacrifice all the beauty of our lives, will imprison ourselves in totems, taboos, crosses, blood sacrifices, steeples, mosques, races, armies, flags, nations, in order to deny the fact of death, which is the only fact we have.

She sensed that what her aunt spoke of as love was something else—a bribe, a threat, an indecent will to power. She knew that the kind of imprisonment that love might impose was also, mysteriously, a freedom for the soul and spirit, was water in the dry place, and had nothing to do with the prisons, churches, laws, rewards, and punishments, that so positively cluttered the landscape of her aunt's mind.

But she saw nothing in my eyes—she stared at me as though I had made a long journey on a white charger all the way to her prison house.

Se você ficar se protegendo o tempo todo", acrescentou, mudando o tom de voz, "vai acabar preso dentro do seu próprio corpo sujo, pra sempre, pra todo o sempre — como eu.

those innocents who believed that your imprisonment made them safe are losing their grasp of reality. But these men are your brothers—your lost, younger brothers. And if the word integration means anything, this is what it means: that we, with love, shall force our brothers to see themselves as they are, to cease fleeing from reality and begin to change it.

The eyes of his friends told him that he was falling. His own heart told him so. But the air through which he rushed was his prison.

You do, sometimes, remind of the kind of man who is tempted to put himself in prison in order to avoid being hit by a car.