Quotes About Escape

As if we'd fall for an obvious trap like that," said Happy. "We're not going to fall for an obvious trap like that, are we? Oh shit, we are. I want to go home.

My Suzie, also known as Shotgun Suzie, also known as Oh Christ It's Her, Run.

Oh God, it's her, run!

Old Molotov was asked if he dreamed about Stalin: "Not often but sometimes. The circumstances are very unusual. I'm in some sort of destroyed city and I can't find a way out. Afterwards, I meet HIM..."1

That night she admitted her compulsion to escape. She was worried that if my father drowned, or I disappeared, she would be left with nothing. By running away at least she would have the joy of knowing she was missed.

But sometimes, when confronted by something of unfathomable beauty, the bars of the cage around us begin to tremble. So I ran away to protect myself and remained a prisoner.

Music is my drug, the one thing that makes me numb.

Problem is, the bathroom pass can't help you escape life. It's still there when you come out. Problems and crap don't go away hiding in the can.

It's the music that pulls me in and makes me forget about my problems at home. Music is my drug, the one thing that makes me numb.

And right this second I want to live in ignorant bliss.

Running should be saved for the times when you're being chased.

Thoughts of being a pirate and stealing her away to my ship race across my mind. Although I'm not a pirate, and she's not my captured princess.

Come inside and we'll talk," she says, opening my car door. "I'm freezing my butt off here. Oh, why don't the Chicago summers last longer?" Inside, I take off my shoes so I won't wake up her parents. "Don't worry, they left for the health club an hour ago." "Then why was Doug escaping out your window?" Sierra winks. "You know, to keep the relationship exciting. Guys love adventure.

By a mere word tossed into the air he had escaped doom.

anyone who on Sunday wanted to forget his weekday soul

Every sin is an attempt to fly from emptiness.

Thus it came to him merely to run away was folly, because he could never run away from himself.

The function of music is to release us from the tyranny of conscious thought.

The Singularity is at once an escape and a birth fantasy. I said to him: A Zeus dream that avoids the organic body altogether. Brand-new creatures burst forth from men's heads. Presto! The mother and her evil vagina disappears.

It's easier to avoid the snares of love than to escape once you are in that net.

What exile from his country is able to escape from himself?

Love, sought as an escape from the burden of the self, turns rapidly into a captivity.

In quiet moments, I love to read.

What made me run away was doubtless not so much the fear of settling down, but of settling down permanently in something ugly.