Quotes About Escape

I believe all sin, love, glory are this: when you slide down the knotted sheets, escaping from Gestapo headquarters, and she hugs you, there, suspended, and she whispers that she's always dreamed of you. The rest is just sex, copulation, the perpetuation of the vile species.

Libraries are fascinating places; sometimes you feel you are under the canopy of a railway station, and when you read books about exotic places there's a feeling of traveling to distant lands.

we read novels because they give us the comfortable sensation of living in worlds where the notion of truth is indisputable, while the actual world seems to be a more treacherous place.

I sought peace in everything, but never was I happier than in a corner with a book

You cannot escape one infinite, I told myself, by fleeing to another; you cannot escape the revelation of the identical by taking refuge in the illusion of the multiple.

There is nothing better than imagining other worlds," he said, "to forget the painful one we live in. At least so I thought then. I hadn't yet realized that, imagining other worlds, you end up changing this one.

UnutuÅŸun tekniÄŸi yoktur, hâlâ rastgele, doÄŸal süreçlere baÄŸl?y?z, beyinsel lezyonlar, unutkanl?k ya da ne bileyim, yolculuk, alkol, uykuya kaç??, can?na k?yma gibi doÄŸaçlamalara.

By reading narrative, we escape the anxiety that attacks us when we try to say something about the world.

the given language is power because it compels me to use already formulated stereotypes, including words themselves, and that it is structured so fatally that, slaves inside it, we cannot free ourselves outside it, because outside the given language there is nothing. How can we escape what Barthes calls, Sartre-like, this huis clos ? By cheating. You can cheat the given language. This dishonest and healthy and liberating trick is called literature.

We have a limit, a very discouraging, humiliating limit: death. That's why we like all the things that we assume have no limits and, therefore, no end. It's a way of escaping thoughts about death. We like lists because we don't want to die.

By reading narrative, we escape the anxiety that attacks us when we try to say something true about the world. This is the consoling function of narrative — the reason people tell stories, and have told stories from the beginning of time.

The world's a nightmare, my love. I'd like to get off, but they tell me we can't, we're on an express train.

Poor idiot! Are you so foolish as to believe we will openly teach you the greatest and most important of secrets? I assure you that anyone who attempts to study, according to the ordinary and literal sense of their words, what the Hermetic Philosophers write, will soon find himself in the twists of a labyrinth from which he will be unable to escape, having no Ariadne's thread to lead him out. —Artephius

A family was supposed to be living there, but probably, like most rich people, they were away from home most of the time. Lanny had observed that the more money people had, the harder they found it to escape boredom.

Old Antanas had been a worker ever since he was a child; he had run away from home when he was twelve, because his father beat him for trying to learn to read.

My wish for an adventure with Yvette was a wish to be taken up to the skies, to be removed from the life I had – the dullness, the pointless tension, 'the situation of the country'. It wasn't a wish to be involved with people as trapped as myself.

the only real escape from the demands of the flesh is to find something more than the flesh to love; and that Mary is the refuge of sinners.

The longing for a man, as you know, is a grand escape. It can arch your mental process to extremes so that, like a gymnast or a ballerina, you're contorted to such outrageous limits – I'm speaking of passion – that nothing else matters. I wanted this. I desired diversion.

Geneverie fought down panic. She had to make him land this plane. I give great blowjobs! Nick laughed. Wish I had the time to check that out. He continued to aim the gun right between her eyes as he reached behind him to unlatch the cabin door. (...) Nich smiled. But maybe you'de like to treat him to one of those blowjobs. You two will have a little time on your hands. Well, so long! He jumped.

If one could only get out of a grief as one gets out of a city!

There is a way of avoiding which resembles seeking.

On s'en va parce qu'on a besoin de distraction et l'on revient parce qu'on a besoin de bonheur.

A bird alone could have extricated himself from that place.

Suddenly she let fly with this: It's nice here! It was a ghastly dump, but she felt free.