Quotes About Escape

Necessitamos da história íntegra para ver se conseguimos escapar dela, e não cair nela outra vez.

We have need of history in its entirety, not to fall back into it, but to see if we can escape from it.

To be young is to live in the hope of escaping youth; to be old, in the despair of having succeeded.

Our disputants put me in mind of the cuttlefish, that when he is unable to extricate himself, blackens all the water about him till he becomes invisible.

Our disputants put me in mind of the skuttle fish, that when he is unable to extricate himself, blackens all the water about him, till be becomes invisible.

Painted into a corner, caught in a cul-de-sac, out on that final last-chance limb, life scrabbles around, searching for a new way out.

How did you escape from Scotland?" I asked. "By terrifying a poor fisherman into bringing me here," she replied with a fierce smile. "I paid him by sparing his life.

As he fled he caught glimpses from the corner of his eye, and his only reaction was to run faster, so fast that his straining heart was at bursting point. Glimpses of something starved beyond the point of living, as white as bone, running along beside him on all fours like an animal, yet more twisted and unnatural than any he had ever seen before. He didn't dare to look round at whatever was pursuing him, for fear he might just give up, stop running, and let whatever it was claim him.

I'm so despondent about everything. Everything I try goes totally wrong. There's no escape from this hole here. I feel drained. So far, I still haven't found a real purpose in life. Sometimes, I'm afraid to get out of bed in the morning. There's nothing to get up for.

Movies are different from real life.

Shabby suits and no stockings, but they had survived, waited in hiding or miraculously escaped, for this new chance, the idea the Nazis hadn't managed to kill.

When things get too much for me, I put a wild-flower book and a couple of sandwiches in my pockets and go down to the South Shore of Staten Island and wander around awhile in one of the old cemeteries down there. (Mr Hunter's Grave, 1956)

Des Menschen Heimweh erwacht draußen, es wächst und wächst, wenn keine Mauern es beengen.

Dodging into a tiny gap between two stone dens

That was close

She had to stay alert, ready to chivvy any of the hulking beasts who tried to slow down or escape, but now the herd had settled into a steady, drumming rhythm. This

Leafpool gazed at him until she knew her eyes would see nothing but his face all the way back to the ThunderClan camp. Then she spun around and pelted down the hillside as if a whole pack of foxes were behind her.

And suddenly, with a loud snap, he was free.

Quick Water—had just tried to kill her.

She was answered only by the hoot of an owl and the bark of a fox. Death panted hard on her paws, drawing closer with every footfall, and for all her twisting and turning, Leafpaw knew that there was no escape.

Flight from BloodClan

These three words were always the last thing an OASIS user saw before leaving the real world and entering the virtual one: READY PLAYER ONE

I'd come to see my rig for what it was: an elaborate contraption for deceiving my senses, to allow me to live in a world that didn't exist. Each component of my rig was a bar in the cell where I had willingly imprisoned myself.

For one quarter, Black Tiger lets me escape from my rotten existence for three glorious hours. Pretty good deal.