Quotes About Escape

I used to make a nest in the closet of my bedroom with pillows and blankets and a flashlight and a book. My own tiny world, sacred and inviolate, where I could reign entirely at my own whim and discretion.

Go back into your yesterdays, at times, and bathe your mind in the beautiful memories of past love. It will soften the influence of the present worries and annoyances. It will give you a source of escape from the unpleasant realities of life and maybe—who knows?—your mind will yield to you, during this temporary retreat into the world of . . . plans which may change the entire financial or spiritual status of your life.

There has never been an escape from Tenebrus because escape literally is not possible." "Good to know," I said. "Now instead of wasting time trying to escape, I can devote my energies to my favorite pastime: mentally composing pornographic haiku.

Let's get out of here before–" A gigantic reptilian head rose up before us, fiery green water trickling down its black-scaled hide.

I liked books - the respite and privacy of them - books about plants and the formation of ice and the business of world wars. Whenever I sank into them I felt free.

We are runaway slaves from our own past, and only by turning to face the hounds can we find our freedom beyond them.

Lo cierto es que he usado esta estrategia más para ayudarme a huir de malas inversiones que para detectar las buenas.

a resignation to 9-to-5 drudgery in exchange for (sometimes) relaxing weekends and the occasional keep-it-short-or-get-fired vacation.

There have been several points in my life—among them, just before I was fired from TrueSAN and just before I escaped the U.S. to avoid taking an Uzi into McDonald's—at which I saw my future as another fat man in a midlife-crisis BMW. I simply looked at those who were 15–20 years ahead of me on the same track, whether a director of sales or an entrepreneur in the same industry, and it scared the hell out of me.

The whole point of addiction is that people are compelled to it by suffering, trauma, unease, and emotional pain. If you want to help people, ask why they are in so much pain that they are driven (there's that word again) to escape from it through ultimately self-harming habits or substances. Then support them in healing the trauma at the core of their addiction, a process that always starts with nonjudgmental curiosity and compassion.

If you want to help people, ask why they are in so much pain that they are driven (there's that word again) to escape from it through ultimately self-harming habits or substances.

Work is when you confront the problems you might otherwise be tempted to run away from. Work is how you settle your financial and emotional debts—so that your travels are not an escape from your real life, but a discovery of your real life.

Si prestas un servicio, en este apartado aprenderás a transformar tus habilidades en una mercancía que se pueda enviar para escapar de las limitaciones que impone el modelo de ganancia por horas.

Queremos aspirar a lo grande. El infinito es nuestro amigo. El infinito es seguro. El infinito nos ofrece un lugar donde escondernos.

lived in San Francisco since 2007. Instead, he bought a cabin in rural Truckee,

I'd learned early that fatness in a book wasn't a warning sign, but rather a promise that you would be allowed to remain in its world for a longer time.

Only when we start with God—someone bigger than ourselves—can we escape the destructive results of our own selfishness.

Viene la notte, la notte scura, piena di cose che fanno paura, di sogni fasulli, di incubi veri, di sangue di morte e di uomini neri... Non serve gridare, non serve fuggire, l'unica cosa da fare è morire...

Die Nacht, die Stimmung auf dem Schiff und wieder dieses völlige Losgelöstsein von der gewöhnlichen Welt hatten mir jenes rauschhafte Freiheitsgefühl erweckt, das meine Droge ist.

Where then did I get my longing to see the world, my fetish for printed paper, my love of books, and above all that burning desire to leave Florence, to travel, to go to the ends of earth? Where did I get this yearning for always being somewhere else? Certainly not from my parents, with their deep roots in the city where they were born and grew up, which they had left only once, for their honeymoon in Prato -- ten miles away.

Why did I practically flee from home when I was fifteen, to go and wash dishes all over Europe? Why, when I arrived in Asia, did I feel so much at home that I stayed there. The wish to get as far away as possible from the poverty-stricken world of my childhood? Perhaps.

The bullet we're running from is almost never the one that hits us.

Yes, liquor is the thin white coat of paint you wash over the cracks in your foundation. Makes any rotten house livable for a few hours. Sometimes days.

Let's go again to Niag'ra,This time we'll look at the Fall.Let's leave our hut, Dear,Get out of our rut, Dear,Let's get away from it all.