Quotes About Escapism

On that other novels followed: but I still wrote fairy tales and dreamy poems of another world.

The thought processes that go through my head when I'm playing a game compared to the thought processes in real life are very, very different. And they're more interesting to me than what you think about when you're doing the dishes, cleaning the yard, watching TV, driving or watching a movie.

As a form of escapism, yearning for the 20th century is understandable, but in practice it would be horrible - sort of like going on a holiday promising yourself you could go without the Internet, only to crumble and walk in a daze to the local Internet cafe to gorge on connectivity.

I hadn't had a book in my hands for four months, and the mere idea of a book where I could see words printed one after another, lines, pages, leaves, a book in which I could pursue new, different, fresh thoughts to divert me, could take them into my brain, had something both intoxicating and stupefying about it.

Everything looked and sounded unreal. Nothing was what it is. That's what I wanted - to be alone with myself in another world where truth is untrue and life can hide from itself.

The newspaper articles that Joe had read about the upcoming Senate investigation into comic books always cited escapism among the litany of injurious consequences of their reading, and dwelled on the pernicious effect, on young minds, of satisfying the desire to escape. As if there could be any more noble or necessary service in life.

Some of us, alas, are destined to find our escapes in novels, not life.

Es gibt Menschen, die können nie nach Phantasien kommen, und es gibt Menschen, die können es, aber sie bleiben für immer dort. Und dann gibt es noch einige, die gehen nach Phantasien und kehren wieder zurück. So wie du, Bastian. Und sie machen beide Welten gesund.

We are always larger than life because we come from this mentality that since we are a very poor nation, we need an escapist cinema to take us out of our miseries. And that's where Bollywood comes from.

I didn't have a lot of exposure to films as a kid, and I never went to the cinema. I had a single mom who just planted me in front of the television. But while growing up, I lived in my own fantasy world.

I didn't have any brothers or sisters, so I did a lot of stuff where I entertained myself playing games, reading a lot, a lot of fantasy novel stuff.

You come to work and you laugh all day, you go home and you feel light and there's a certain feeling when you're sitting with the audience and they leave after 90 minutes and it's just pure escapism and they're happy.

One reason we love fiction is because stories have a comforting shape. They provide a resolution that's lacking in our regular lives.

I like really bad T.V.; it's a problem. Love me some reality.

I love dressing up and putting on the makeup and the hair and the clothes and just being a different person for a day. Maybe it's just the idea that you can kind of hide behind it all in a way.

Distraction is the only thing that consoles us for miseries and yet it is itself the greatest of our miseries.

People go to the movies instead of moving.

A drinking man's someone who wants to forget he isn't still young and believing

But the not-very-highbrow truth of the matter was that the reading was how I got my ya-yas out. For the sake of my bookish reputation I upgraded to Tolstoy and Steinbeck before I understood them, but my dark secret was that really, I preferred the junk. The Dragonriders of Pern, Flowers in the Attic, The Clan of the Cave Bear. This stuff was like my stash of Playboys under the mattress.

It wasn't being an alcoholic - it was going wild. It happened when I got famous. It was like having my teens in my early thirties: blotting out your life, not having to think about anything.

Happy are those who choose, those who accept being chosen, the handsome heroes, the handsome saints, the perfect escapists.

Felices los que eligen, los que aceptan ser elegidos, los hermosos héroes, los hermosos santos, los escapistas perfectos.

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Felices los que eligen, los que aceptan ser elegidos, los hermosos héroes, los hermosos santos, los escapistas perfectos».