Quotes About Escape

Much has been written on the subject of bed-books. The general consensus of opinion is that a gentle, slow-moving story makes the best opiate

Oh to follow the road that leads away from everything, without anguish, death, winter waiting along it with their eyes open through the dew.

Para mí los libros fueron como la misma selva en que me perdía, en que continuaba perdiéndome.

U tebi rijeke pjevaju, s njima duša mi bježi onako kako želiš i donde dokle ho?eš.

En ti los ríos cantan y mi alma en ellos huye como tú lo desees y hacia donde tú quieras.

The imagination can become our own free and wild territory. When all else fails, it can offer a refuge.

Reading is my only true friend.

Hot.  Tropical, damp climates always made the skin sticky and hot.  Feverishly so.  Sometimes, I thought my very flesh would melt and hang from my bones like Spanish moss.  In Paris I whirled in lightness and freedom . . . flinging the past away until I felt cool and alive again.  But . . . the oppression came back, didn't it?  I shivered, it still held me down, sucked my breath away.

I find myself happiest in the middle of a book in which I forget that I am reading, but am instead immersed in a made-up life lived at the highest pitch.

Sorry, he said penitently. It's a book. I have no common sense around them.

Ja pri?am pri?e. Mi svi izmišljamo pri?e. Pri?at ?u ti pri?e koje ?e te nasmijati. Volim da te gledam kako se smiješ. Nikad ne?u pobje?i iz ovog zatvora beskrajnih pri?a.

They roared into the Lincoln Tunnel. A wild, inexplicable excitement mounted in Therese as she stared through the windshield. She wished the tunnel might cave in and kill them both, that their bodies might be dragged out together. She felt Carol glancing at her from time to time.

It was easy, after all, simply to open the door and escape. It was easy, she thought, because she was not really escaping at all.

Why should Dickie want to come back to subways and taxis and starched collars and a nine-to- five job? Or even a chauffeured car and vacations in Florida and Maine? It wasn't as much fun as sailing a boat in old clothes and being answerable to nobody for the way

he sensed that suicide was a coward's escape, a ruthless act against those who loved him.

Writing, of course, is a substitute for the life I cannot live, am unable to live.

She had begun to bake to have her eyes looking at a bowl, a flour bin, an oven, a fire, a face, anything but water. Her hands shaped loaves like scallop shells, like moon shells, like starfish; she ate them as if she ate the sea, to make it part of her, to transform bone to shell and lose herself in it, eyeless, thoughtless, wrapped in memories and anchored on some hoary rock against the currents of the deep.

Hell is not an 'oops!' or a slip. One does not miss heaven by a hair, but by constant effort to avoid and escape God.

Perhaps a better explanation for why it's so difficult to feel our feelings is that all emotion, positive or negative, opens the door to the nature of reality. All of us prefer to avoid pain—but even more, we want to escape reality.

I am the shade. Through the dolent city, i flee. Through the eternal woe, i take flight..

This guy eluded the French police... in loafers? -Chief Anderson

Absolution is the only escape. You must find a way to forgive the people who did this, or your rage will consume you whole.

He looked like a man searching for an out. Any out.

Fugitives were predictable the first hour after escape. They always needed the same thing. Travel. Lodging. Cash. The Holy Trinity.