Quotes About Escape

The best defense against the atom bomb is not to be there when it goes off.

What I like about camping is you can get really dirty. Either you're all by yourself, so no one else sees you, or everyone you're with is just as dirty as you are, so nobody cares.

Then blow ye winds, heigh-ho!A-roving I will go,I'll stay no more on England's shore,To hear the music play.I'm off on the morning trainTo cross the raging main,I'm taking a trip on a Government ship,Ten thousand miles away!

It reminds me of the Irish prisoner who dug a tunnel under the prison wall and managed to escape. He comes out right in the middle of a school playground where little children are playing. Of course, when he emerges from the tunnel he can't restrain himself anymore and begins to jump up and down, crying, "I'm free, I'm free, I'm free! A little girl there looks at him scornfully and says, "That's nothing. I'm four.

I know why those librarians read the old stories to you," Rex says. "Because if it's told well enough, for as long as the story lasts, you get to slip the trap.

A library, no mater how humble or grand, is a series of sacred gateways. You pass through them and leave your own city behind; you journey through time and space; and for a little while, you escape the confines of your own circumstances. Each of us who are readers gets to live through a multiplicity of eras; we get to tiptoe through, to borrow Jorge Luis Borge's phrase, 'a growing, dizzying net of divergent, convergent, and parallel times.

it is splendid to drowse on the davenport, to be warm and fed, to feel the sentences hoist her up and carry her somewhere else.

They sleep despite noise, despite cold, despite hunger, as though desperate to stay removed from the waking world for as long as possible.

She finds the ribbon she uses as a bookmark, opens the book, and the museum falls away.

De entre todas las cosas que he visto en la vida, creo que el mar es mi favorita. A veces me descubro mirándolo y me olvido completamente de mis obligaciones. Es lo bastante grande como para contener en su interior todas las cosas que un hombre puede sentir a lo largo de toda una vida.

Gulls pass, braying like donkeys, and in the distance the guns thud again, and the rattling of the truck fades, and Marie-Laure tries to concentrate on rereading a chapter earlier in the novel: make the raised dots form letters, the letters words, the words a world.

her shoes. The world seems to sway gently back and forth, as though the town is drifting lightly away. As though back onshore, all of France is left to bite its fingernails and flee and stumble and weep and wake to a numb, gray dawn, unable to believe what is happening. Who do the roads

the sound of the sea washes away all other sounds

Why, even at the moment of his escape, must some inexplicable warning murmur in a distant region of his mind?

Because if it's told well enough, for as long as the story lasts, you get to slip the trap.

to feel the sentences hoist her up and carry her somewhere else.

To enter a world of shadows is to leave this world for another.

Gnaeus escaped the battle, but was quickly caught and killed.

panicked and fled. Many were killed. Ariobarzanes himself escaped into the hills with forty cavalrymen and five thousand foot.

Tyranny, he once remarked, was a delightful place, but there was no way out of it.

In this way he would avoid the humiliation of falling into Caesar's hands and, worse, having to endure a pardon.

till it jumped out of a jar and bit her). She was thirty-nine.

Each one of that small percentage who makes it through six months of well-intended but malicious torture emerges as a true human predator. If removing you from this world becomes his mission, your only hope of escaping a DEVGRU SEAL is to find a hiding place that isn't on land, on the sea, or in the air.

head off if Peernock was apprehended