Quotes About Escape

He could still escape—the fear was in front of him, and all he had to do was wrench free and run in the other direction. But he kept walking forward, straight into its embrace.

At the end of the day, there's probably nothing that makes me feel better than junk food and reality TV.

No prison can hold me; no hand or leg irons or steel locks can shackle me. No ropes or chains can keep me from my freedom.

My Brain is the key that sets me free.

A pair of skis are the ultimate transformation to freedom

She would be half a planet away, floating in a turquoise sea, dancing by moonlight to flamenco guitar.

Birds born in a cage think flying is an illness.

Walk away quietly in any direction and taste the freedom of the mountaineer.

I wanted to get far away from those who believed in cruelty, so then I went to France, a land of true freedom, democracy, equality and fraternity.

Running away will never make you free.

We feel free when we escape - even if it be but from the frying pan to the fire.

There are days when I think: what if I just checked out? What if I grew a beard and went off to live somewhere remote? I have often wondered about the freedom that would bring.

In the free/libre software movement, we develop software that respects users' freedom, so we and you can escape from software that doesn't.

I think a lot of nice things happen when you're driving, or when you're on a plane, or whatever. There's a certain freedom that comes along with motion.

Freedom is nothing but the distance between the hunter and the hunted.

When a prisoner sees the door of his dungeon open, he dashes for it without stopping to think where he shall get his dinner outside.

My music is like my freedom space.

Popular liberty might then have escaped the indelible reproach of decreeing to the same citizens, the hemlock on one day, and statues on the next.

For why trap what is already trapped? It is only in flight that we know the freedom of the bird

No phone. No pool. No pets. No cigarettes. Ultimate freedom... No longer to be poisoned by civilization, he flees, and walks alone upon the land to become Lost in the Wild.

I'm going back to my parrot head friends.

Books are the best friends you can have; they inform you, and entertain you, and they don't talk back.

Sneaking out the back door to hand out with those hoodlum friends of mine.

I'm not crazy about reality, but it's still the only place to get a decent meal.