Quotes About Sanctuary

En qué estoy pensando? Estoy pensando en que si ya ni siquiera me permiten pensar, si invaden incluso mi cabeza, no queda ningún lugar para refugiarse. Salvo, quizá, la locura.

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Besides, woods made sense. Woods were home.

Frances Hardinge

Home was a refuge for me, a place I could truly relax.

In every heart there is a room, A sanctuary safe and strong, To heal the wounds from lovers past, Until a new one comes along

Nature is our chapel.

My home is in my head.

As we got closer to Notre Dame, I said, "Would you be embarrassed if I rounded my shoulders, dragged my left leg, and shouted, 'Sanctuary!

I still love libraries. I love the hybrid quality, the new computer sections and the books yellowing with age. Libraries for me have always had a cathedral-like ambiance, a hushed sanctuary where learning is revered, where we the people elevate books and education to the level of the religious.

I love the hybrid quality, the new computer sections and the books yellowing with age. Libraries for me have always had a cathedral-like ambiance, a hushed sanctuary where learning is revered, where we the people elevate books and education to the level of the religious.

Sometimes, when the world gets too hard to live in, I come here for vodka and tonic.

For Mantle, the Yankees' locker room was a sanctuary, a safe haven where he was understood, accepted and, when necessary, exonerated.

Whenever I'm out, I have a bit of a yearning to be in my house, to be able to shut the door on the world.

First stop when I'm on set is my trailer. I like to set my stuff down and lock the door. Be in my own space for a few minutes.

Strength training is an important part of every athlete's training program, but for me it's become almost like a sanctuary.

When I get to go to the gym or go to the fight or sparring or training, it's like a sanctuary.

We're here so that Afghanistan does not once again become a sanctuary for transnational extremists the way it was when al-Qaeda planned the 9/11 attacks in the Kandahar area, conducted the initial training for the attackers in training camps in Afghanistan before they moved on to Germany and then to U.S. flight schools.

Writing is an amazing place to hide, to go into the rabbit hole, and pull the trap door down over your head.

Every introvert alive knows the exquisite pleasure of stepping from the clamor of a party into the bathroom and closing the door.

If you only have one world, one life, then however brilliant it is most of the time, you have nowhere to run when you need to escape from it for a while.

But in no epoch has the struggle to find sanctuary in a foreign country been as arduous as in the present day, as countries isolate themselves behind hostility and jealousy (from The House of a Thousand Fortunes / Das Haus der tausend Schicksale, 1937)

We need a safe place, a reserve of truth, a place where words kindle ideas and set ideas sparking off in others, a word sanctuary. Poetry is this gathering place of words.

A corner is important. It provides privacy and an anchor and lets you exist independently of the room.