Quotes About Retreat

The first private space of my own wasn't a dorm room; it was a hotel room in Tulsa, Oklahoma.

One of the first lessons life teaches us is that on these occasions of back-chat between the delicately-natured, a man should retire into the offing, curl up in a ball, and imitate the prudent tactics of the opossum, which, when danger is in the air, pretends to be dead, frequently going to the length of hanging out crêpe and instructing its friends to gather round and say what a pity it all is.

And I was glad she had the camera as a fence to protect herself, an excuse to be invisible. Cameras are a lifesaver for the very shy people who have nowhere else to hide.

This room had long served as a retreat from the disharmony and sadness of the first floor, and it was here I had fallen in love with these books and authors in a way that only lifelong readers know and understand. A good movie had never once affected me in the same life-changing way a good book could. Books had the power to alter my view of the world forever. A good movie could change my perceptions for a day.

He backed away and so did she.

If a hippo ever wants to fight, just walk away.

We all retreat into ourselves in some way.

A man that coveted a retreat in this world might as agreeably spend his time... in Dorchester as in any town I know in England.

Sadness] enforces a kind of reflective retreat from life's busy pursuits, and leaves us in a suspended state to mourn the loss, mull over its meaning, and, finally, make the psychological adjustments and new plans that will allow our lives to continue

For the coronavirus has fueled a retreat that had already begun from globalization and from the international institutions and cooperation that have underpinned it. In 2008–2009, international collaboration was key to conquering the financial contagion. A dozen years later, such cooperation at the governmental and international level in fighting the contagion of the virus was notable by its absence.

I'm gonna go live in a cave, just completely live in my interior world.

I need some isolation, it's necessary to me, that's just who I am. I need to be left alone.

Some men, led by gluttony, rush off to join in drinking bouts, as if they were laying in provisions for a siege. . . . The less expensive foods are always more helpful. . . . When, in a precipitate retreat, Artaxerxes Memnon had nothing to eat but barley-bread and figs, he exclaimed, "What a pleasure is this, which has never been mine before!

what is it about me and basements? Why do I like the semi-subterranean life?

Often we have tried to segregate ourselves from it all. We have found three refuges: ourselves, our books . . . our friends . . . the lakes and woods around Berlin.

The soldier who retreated 50 paces jeered at the one who retreated 100 paces

The reality of today, different as it is from the reality of my society one hundred years ago, is and can be important if we have the energy and the inclination to challenge it, to go out and engage with its peculiarities, with the things that we do not understand. The real danger is the tendency to retreat into the obvious, the tendency to be frightened by the richness of the world and to clutch what we always have understood.

What happened here is decision paralysis. More options, even good ones, can freeze us and make us retreat to the default plan, which in this case was a painful and invasive hip-replacement surgery. This behavior clearly is not rational, but it is human.

He who wants to do more than he is able must admit defeat or retire.

The house must be a sanctuary.

H)is action was merely "galvanizing the corpse" of an army that was already in retreat and heading for defeat.

Routine is a ground to stand on, a wall to retreat to; we cannot draw on our boots without bracing ourselves against it.

Dear Night! this world's defeat;The stop to busy fools; care's check and curb;The day of spirits; my soul's calm retreatWhich none disturb!Christ's progress, and His prayer-time;The hours to which high Heaven doth chime.

The first days of war were the first days of disgrace. After a series of partial catastrophes, in the spring of 1915 came the general retreat. The generals took out their own criminal incapacity on the peaceful population. Enormous tracts of land were violently laid waste. Clouds of human locusts were driven to the rear with whips. The external rout was completed with an internal one.