Quotes About Escape

Así vio, por último, de improviso, el cielo sobre el palacio mancharse con el vuelo de cientos de pájaros, como expulsados fuera de la tierra, pájaros de todo tipo, estupefactos, huir por todas partes, enloquecidos, cantando y gritando, pirotécnica explosión de alas y nube de colores disparada en la luz, y de sonidos, asustados, música en fuga, volando en el cielo.

Cosí vide, alla fine, all'improvviso, il cielo sopra il palazzo macchiarsi del volo di centinaia d'uccelli, come esplosi via dalla terra, uccelli d'ogni tipo, stupefatti, fuggire ovunque, impazziti, cantando e gridando, pirotecnica esplosione di ali, e nube di colori sparata nella luce, e di suoni, impauriti, musica in fuga, nel cielo a volare. Hervé Joncour sorrise. Seta

Jed! I got stuck in some air pocket with more exits than... I couldn't think of anything famous with a large number of exits I nearly drowned!

Escape through travel works. Almost from the moment I boarded my flight, life in England became meaningless. Seat belt signs lit up, problems switched off. Broken armrests took precedence over broken hearts. By the time the plane was airborne I'd forgotten England even existed.

Dantes. He became Number 34.

Sometimes it was important simply to get out. It did not matter where you went, as long as you got out of the office, or the kitchen, or any other place where duty required you to be, and went to some place that you did not have to be.

Make sure that the road is always clear for your enemy to leave'?

It will be good for them to get out of London and get some country air. All those people in London breathing the air in and out; just think of it, Emma. Just think of all that breathing going on in London—it's a wonder there's any air left for the rest of us.

And would you like to do that, Bertie?" asked the psychotherapist. Bertie nodded. Dr. St. Clair scribbled a note on his pad. Fantasies of escape, he wrote. But why Iceland? 50. A Fiscally Responsible Boy For some reason unknown

All over the world, I think, it is much the same. People want to escape places where there is war and poverty, and not enough water even. Or too much water. And they look at places where there is peace and good government and they think: Why can't I go there? They just want to work and have a roof over their heads and not wake up to the sound of bombs and gunfire. That's all they want.

There are awkward moments from which one can retreat, and awkward moments from which there is no escape.

I landed on a carpet of moss and looked up at pieces of torn sky breaking through a dense roof of foliage.

It was a relief to inhabit someone else's life for a while, to get her personal issues for a brief respite. In a play, she knew exactly how all her character's problems would be resolved. No matter how the cast performed, the end turned out the same. No questions, no worries, no unknowns.

Gaming was one of the only times when you only have to focus on one thing. But even more than that, It's like an anchor. As long as I know it's there, it's part of me. It's some form of continuity that in my life I desperately need.

We'll go where the air is pure, where all sounds are soothing, where, no matter how proud one may be, one feels humble and finds oneself small- in short, we'll go to the sea. I love the sea as one loves a mistress and I long for her when I haven't seen her for some time

the greater number of a man's errors come before him disguised under the specious form of necessity; then, after error has been committed in a moment of excitement, of delirium, or of fear, we see that we might have avoided and escaped it.

Books were my passion and my escape from madness.

That's what I wanted for myself for even just a little while-to be unaware of the rest of the world. I needed some time.

When you start running from trouble? It confers with the devil on how to find you twice as fast.

showered, hating the sound of the rushing water; shaved, hating the buzz of the razor. He dressed quickly, not caring what he put on. He had no plan, only to get out of this room, to get away from the unremembered shape of his dreams.

Of course I don't always enjoy being a mother. At those times my husband and I hole up somewhere in the wine country, eat, drink, make mad love and pretend we were born sterile and raise poodles.

We all have choices. Every single one of us. Some of us are too blind to see them. Some of us don't make use of them. Some of us don't use them correctly. And some of us are completely robbed of them because we are trapped in a situation we can't escape. We still have choices, though.

Everybody past a certain age, regardless of how they look on the outside, pretty much constantly dreams of being able to escape from their lives.

Your bike is discovery; your bike is freedom. It doesn't matter where you are, when you're on the saddle, you're taken away.