Quotes About Escape

Nos meus sonhos de colegial seríamos sempre dois fugitivos a cavalo na lombada de um livro,dispostos a escaparem-se através de mundos de ficção e sonhos em segunda mão.

He let the hours go by lost in the magic of words, shedding his skin and his name, feeling like another person.

Even then my only friends were made of paper and ink. At school I had learned to read and write long before the other children. Where my school friends saw notches of ink on incomprehensible pages, I saw light, streets, and people. Words and the mystery of their hidden science fascinated me, and I saw in them a key with which I could unlock a boundless world, a safe haven from that home, those streets, and those troubled days in which even I could sense that only a limited fortune awaited me.

En mi mundo, las grandes esperanzas solo vivían entre las páginas de un libro.

It is impossible to survive in a prolonged state of reality. – Carlos Ruiz Zafón, The Angel's Game (The Cemetery of Forgotten Books #2)

Contei-lhe que até àquele momento não tinha compreendido que aquela era uma história de gente só,de ausências e de perda,e que por essa razão me tinha refugiado nela até a confundir com a minha própria vida,como quem escapa através das páginas de um romance porque aqueles que precisa de amar são apenas sombras que vivem na alma de um estranho.

el último refugio, es un pequeño anexo del alma al que, cuando el mundo naufraga en su absurda comedia, uno siempre puede correr a encerrarse y extraviar la llave.

Where my school friends saw notches on incomprehensible pages, I saw light, streets, and people. Words and the mystery of their hidden science fascinated me, and I saw in them a key with which I could unlock a boundless world, a safe haven from that home, those streets and those troubled days in which I could sense that only a limited fortune awaited me.

dos fugitivos cabalgando a lomos de un libro, dispuestos a escaparse a través de mundos de ficción y sueños de segunda mano.

we were always two fugitives riding on the spine of a book, eager to escape into worlds of fiction and secondhand dreams.

Julián spoke with the clear, unequivocal lucidity of madmen who have escaped the hypocrisy of having to abide by a reality that makes no sense.

Cualquiera que aspira a conservar su sano juicio necesidad de un lugar en el mundo en el que pueda y desee perderse. Ese lugar, el último refugio, es un pequeño anexo del alma al que, cuando el mundo naufraga en su absurda comedia, uno siempre puede correr a encerrarse y extraviar la llave.

That book taught me that by reading, I could live more intensely. It could give me back the sight I had lost.

There I learned that one can forget almost everything in life, beginning with bad smells, and that if there was one thing I aspired to, it was not to die in a place like that. In the low hours—which were most hours—I told myself that if anything was going to get me out of there before an outbreak of tuberculosis did the job, it was literature, and if that pricked anyone's soul, or their balls, they could scratch them with a brick.

cualquiera que aspire a conservar su sano juicio necesita de un lugar en el mundo en el que pueda y desee perderse. Ese lugar, el último refugio, es un pequeño anexo del alma al que, cuando el mundo naufraga en su absurda comedia, uno siempre puede correr a encerrarse y extraviar la llave.

Ese lugar, el último refugio, es un pequeño anexo del alma al que, cuando el mundo naufraga en su absurda comedia, uno siempre puede correr a encerrarse y extraviar la llave.

He knows very well what underlies the compulsive side of his nature; it is the wish to escape that which he can't comprehend, seeking safety in an unbendable estrangement.

As Michele lifted one bare-toed foot over the side she squealed. A crab had escaped from one of the pots and was scurrying around the bottom of the boat. Super choice, she said to Brian. Stranded on a pirate island or eaten alive by a crab.

About halfway back to the fraternity house, they suddenly became aware of bright lights behind them. The two turned automatically. To their horror, a car had raced up over the curb and was heading directly at them!

told someone that the slave had disappeared so quickly that he "must have gone on an underground road." Allegedly this was the origin of the nickname Underground Railroad.1

Néanmoins, les Allemands noirs comprirent rapidement que l'art du spectacle constituait pour eux un moyen d'échapper aux persécutions

Compte tenu de la rareté relative des Allemands noirs et du nombre élevé de figurants nécessités par l'usine à images de Goebbels, le cinéma devint un moyen privilégié de survie pour échapper au pire.

Only because books are better than people, Father. ... Because they are masters who instruct without a rod. If you approach them, they are never asleep; if you are ignorant, they never laugh; if you make mistakes, they never chide. They give to all who ask of them, and never demand payment. ... All the glory of the world would be buried in oblivion, if God hadn't provided us with the remedy of books.

How I long to feel the weight of a book in my hand. How I long to turn a page, and pass through the print as you'd pass through a door, into that world of wise and lofty spirits, of strange animals, of noble deeds and faraway cities. If only I could crawl into a book and stay there for the rest of my life.