Quotes About Escape

There remained the sea, which is free to all, and particularly alluring to those who feel themselves at war with humanity.

Live you can evade; death you cannot.

Human beings not only can't bear too much reality, we flee from reality when someone doesn't force us close enough to the fire to feel the heat on our faces.

she ran for the only medicine that reliably cured any bout of unpleasant feelings: a book.

The way Winny saw it, the best thing and the worst thing were the same thing: nothing lasted ... what to say and felt you didn't belong anywhere, books were a way to lead another life, a way to be someone else entirely, to be anyone at all.

Get out of here while you can. She's crazier than a syphilitic suicide bomber with mad-cow disease.

Einstein vigorously wagged his tail. Thoughtfully, Nora said, "Escaped . . ." Travis knew what she must be thinking. To Einstein, he said, "They'll be looking for you, won't they?" The dog whined and wagged his tail—which Travis interpreted as a "yes" with a special edge of anxiety.

Women don't find me as appealing as they do, say, that singer Justin Bieber. But I take comfort from the fact that Justin Bieber wouldn't know how to escape from a walk-in freezer after being chained there by a couple of huge guys in porkpie hats. He couldn't sing his way out of a spot like that; inevitably, he would be a Biebersicle.

she wants to put a few hundred more miles between them and Ringrock as fast as she can

Through Arthur Willott's dream of alien contact and adventure, you found a doorway out of your despair, an escape from a crushing sense of having failed your mother and father.

I longed to pluck a volume off a shelf and escape into its pages, for even the nightmare worlds of Lovecraft, Poe, or Bram Stoker would be more appealing than the real world in which we had to live.

Everyone who was murdered in Pinehaven County or died by accident received the personal attention of Carson Conroy, who had come here to escape the senseless violence of the city.

Life you can evade; death you cannot.

I'd fled from Death to this haven, but of course in running from him, I had only run into his arms.

Ringrock is not a prison.

At last her mother looks up from the book and smiles and says, "I read to keep from being sad.

When you're on the run from the law, you need beans in your belly, tough-guy food.

The island, purchased as the artist's retreat, in time became his sanctuary from ridicule and humiliation.

Libby, we've got to get out of here, off the island.

On Books: Around her, thousands of times and places, people and worlds, from Mars to Egypt to Yoknapatawpha County, were closed up in the bindings of books like the shine trapped under the tarnished veneer of a brass lamp. She could almost feel them waiting to dazzle with the first turn of a page, come alive with brilliant colors and pungent odors and delicious aromas, with laughter and sobbing and cries and whispers. Books were packaged dreams.

Meanwhile, she is not being allowed to flee.

books were a way to lead another life, a way to be someone else entirely, to be anyone at all.

My, my, will you look at the time?" Bailey muttered, staring down at her watch. It was half-past frustration and thirty minutes to despair. The only way she could easily extricate herself from this mess was to leave—now.

She said she was going to do it. She said it was the only way she would ever be free.