Quotes About Captivity

Es que estaba habituándose al cautiverio? Era demasiado fácil continuar marchando: doloroso para los pies, pero seguro. Debía cortar con aquello de raíz.

Dr. Flint had sworn that he would make me suffer, to my last day, for this new crime against him, as he called it; and as long as he had me in his power he kept his word

I would have thee gone;And yet no further than a wanton's bird,Who lets it hop a little from her hand,Like a poor prisoner in his twisted gyves,And with a silk thread plucks it back again,So loving-jealous of his liberty.

And simple truth miscall'd simplicity,And captive good attending captain ill.

Strange the world about me lies, Never yet familiar grown- Still disturbs me with surprise, Haunts me like a face half known. In this house with starry dome, Floored with gemlike plains and seas, Shall I never feel at home, Never wholly be at ease? On from room to room I stray, Yet my Host can ne'er espy, And I know not to this day Whether guest or captive I. So, between the starry dome And the floor of plains and seas, I have never felt at home, Never wholly been at ease.

I would think of Victoria's domain, And in a moment I seemed to be there! But the fear of being taken again, Soon hurried me back to despair.

That day, we were all interned in the "S" barracks (the punishment barracks)—the Frank family, too. We all had our own problems, of course. I found my sister again there, and my parents and my brother, and we didn't pay very much attention to what was going on around us. But still, a family like that, with two children. We knew that they were there, that they had been in hiding. What a shame to have been caught at the last minute.

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you tell others that Christianity has become degraded, they may argue with you by saying that they have the Lord's presence in their meetings. We must admit this fact. It is true that the Lord is a sanctuary for a little while to those in captivity. We should not say that they do not have the real presence of the Lord at all; rather, we should point out that this is only a temporary sanctuary.

Each leaf had shuddered in the wind on any given yesterday. Each cloud drifting overhead had blown across those skies the year before. Nothing had changed, and nothing could change. The world felt frozen in front of me, like a family photo trapped in a frame. This landscape had imprisoned me since I was born.

Varför rymde du inte? Hon hade ju kunnat hjälpa dig härifrån. Då hade du kunnat bli fri", sa han och rörde vid min haka. "Men det gjorde du inte. Du stannade kvar här. Varför det?" Han frågade mig envist om orsaken. Han borde ju veta mycket väl att en människa som har förlorat orden inte kan förklara några orsaker. Vad var det då han krävde av mig? Jag förblev bara alldeles stel.

I know zoos are no longer in people's good graces. Religion faces the same problem. Certain illusions about freedom plague them both.

By the Rivers of Babylon, there we sat down. Yea! we wept when we remembered Zion. We hanged our harps upon the willows in the midst thereof. For there, they that carried us away captive, required of us a song; and they who wasted us required of us mirth, saying, Sing us one of the songs of Zion. How can we sing the Lord's song in a strange land? If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, let my right hand forget her cunning. If I do not remember thee, let my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth.

The Mini was now trapped in a circular cage of police cars. A police helicopter hovered overhead, shining a spotlight on the Mini. There was no way out. came

Much later I would see this kind of behavior with gorillas in captivity. They had nervous tics similar, if not identical, to mine: hair plucking, picking at scabs, scratching, rocking, chewing on themselves, and other repetitive and self-stimulating behaviors. One gorilla spun in tight, fast circles. Another bobbed her head up and down.

Onyx is angry," Damian says. "Onyx has a right to be angry. You've got to remember, for many elephants, their life is that of a human in a war-torn country. Ravaged homes, killed relatives, separation," Damian says. Here's another thing I've learned over two months--every elephants here has a sad story. Every captive elephant's story is one of loss and separation. Something to remember every time you see happy people getting elephant rides.

Butterflies are trapped first, before they are free.

No matter how safe and beautiful it is, a cage is still a cage.

It was the video no one wanted to see, that few people could bear to watch. A young American, James Foley, was on his knees next to a masked, black-clad jihadist. The jihadist was holding a knife. Foley began reciting a prepared text—delivered under the ultimate duress—condemning America. When he finished, he visibly braced himself. We all knew what was coming.

My heart's in my hand, and my hand is pierced, and my hand's in the bag, and the bag is shut, and my heart is caught.

j'étais seul au milieu de cette multitude, pris au piège comme une araignée qui se serait enfermée dans sa propre toile.

Batty ran up, her hands cupped together. "I caught one named Horatio," she said, and spread open her hands. A lightning bug balanced uncertainly on her thumb. "Look, he's blinking," said Jane. "He's trying to tell us something in Morse code." "What?" asked Batty. "Please... let... me... go," said Jane.

All the world's a cage.

But the one thing all of the people in the Ape Yard had in common was that they were trapped, caught in that basin of poverty and servitude to Doc Bobo in the hollow, and held in place by the weight of the white structure beyond. For them, escape seemed futile at the outset.