Quotes About Escape

I thought: not even Lila, in spite of everything, has managed to escape from my mother's world.

I would have don't anything for her, on that morning of reconciliation: run away from home, leave the neighborhood, sleep in farmhouses, feed on roots, descend into the sewers through the grates, never turn back, not even if it was cold, not even if it rained.

They were just like the relations from whom I had fled as a girl. I couldn't bear them and yet they held me tight, I had them all inside me.

I've never been in analysis. But it's rare that one saves oneself from a rickety landing at the top of a building by throwing oneself down the stairwell.

How and when words escape from books and the books end up seeming like empty graves is something to think about.

I wrote my book to free myself from it, not to be its prisoner.

Quisiera no tener memoria o convertirme en el piadoso polvo para escapar a la condena de mirarme.

Jednak kiedy udaje si? w uczciw? podró? w g??b siebie, zmuszony jest stwierdzi?, ?e jest tam tak mroczno, i? nie bardzo wiadomo, gdzie cz?owiek trafi?... Mo?na tak dla zabicia czasu, ale ten ucieka na sam nasz widok.

how could I, fool that I am, go on sitting in my office, or here at home, instead of leaping onto a train with my eyes shut and opening them only when I am with you?

I had a powerful sense of having escaped something: of having finally stepped outside the script.

Was this the decisive moment of my life? It felt as if the gap that had dogged me all my days was knitting together before my eyes— so that, from this point on, my life would be as coherent and meaningful as my favorite books. At the same time, I had a powerful sense of having escaped something: of having finally stepped outside of the script.

Was this the decisive moment of my life? It felt as if the gap that had dogged me all my days was knitting together before my eyes—so that, from this point on, my life would be as coherent and meaningful as my favorite books. At the same time, I had a powerful sense of having escaped something: of having finally stepped outside the script.

Love wasn't a slumber party with your best friend. Love was dangerous, violent, with an element of something repulsive; attraction had a permeable border with repulsion. Love had heath in it, and madness. To try to escape those things was immature and anti-novelistic.

But where can you go and truly not be found? Where can anyone go anymore?

You have to bear in mind the punishment. If an inmate ran away they would kill fifty other inmates. How can you accept that responsibility?

What he also records is his delight in discovering that, if only adults left him alone, he could, through reading, escape into a world of his own.

The desire for solitude as a means of escape from the pressure of ordinary life and as a way of renewal is vividly illustrated by Admiral Byrd's account of manning an advanced weather base in the Antarctic during the winter of 1934. He insisted on doing this alone.

Biblioteket var hans tilfluktssted fra privatliv og offentlige oppgaver, fra verdens kjas og mas og samtidens uroligheter.

I fly because it releases my mind from the tyranny of petty things.

The white noise from the old Walkman enveloped them both; like a blanket of new snow, it draped itself over them, shutting out all the curious looks. And the world under the blanket was - surprisingly, wonderfully - absolutely, quiet.

Hell is of this world and there are men who are unhappy escapees from hell, escapees destined eternally to reenact their escape.

No one has ever written, painted, sculpted, modeled, built, or invented except literally to get out of hell.

books, pocket-size jewels, open up like doors to worlds you never knew existed.

Huye de la ciudad. ¡El tedio urbano! — ¡carne triste y espíritu villano!—.