Quotes About Confinement

She makes me wash, they comb me all to thunder; she won't let me sleep in the woodshed…. The widder eats by a bell; she goes to bed by a bell; she gits up by a bell—everything's so awful reg'lar a body can't stand it.

One cubic foot less of space and it would have constituted adultery.

Hi's nose was pressed to his window. "I've changed my mind, Tory. This is the perfect place to hold someone prisoner. I'm keeping this on file.

Mr Moss's courtyard is railed in like a cage, lest the gentlemen who are boarding with him should take a fancy to escape from his hospitality.

With women, I've got a long bamboo pole with a leather loop on the end. I slip the loop around their necks so they can't get away or come too close. Like catching snakes.

Home is the girl's prison and the woman's workhouse.

Taught from infancy that beauty is woman's sceptre, the mind shapes itself to the body, and roaming round its gilt cage, only seeks to adorn its prison.

With women, I've got a long bamboo pole with a leather loop on the end. I slip the loop around their necks so they can't get away or come too close. Like catching snakes.

Gun Court lockup. He would still be there if Daddy didn't

All the humans looked up at the ceiling. ART said, And this is your idea of being helpful. I said, "This is my idea of the opposite of being helpful. I am here against my will and you are going to regret that.

Elle voulait s'enfuir, mais il lui semblait que la prison était dans l'air lui-même.

That was the problem with walls, Carlene thought as she looked out the window. They kept people out, but they also trapped people in.

Marriage...we cannot do without it, and yet we disgrace and vilify the same. It may be compared to a cage, the birds without despair to get in, and those within despair to get out.

Marriage is like a cage; one sees the birds outside desperate to get in, and those inside equally desperate to get out.

Sophie McClellen," Clay said so grimly, it got her undivided attention. "Yes, Clay?" She was surprised she had such an obedient tone at her disposal. "If you can't keep your mouth shut, what's say we talk about what you were doing up here when I told you to stay in the house and rest!" He'd started out whispering, but by the time he was done, he'd built to a roar.

The isolation of this place tightened like a vise around her throat.

Maizy swallowed hard, a motion that almost strangled her in this blasted dress, and she nodded.

Our shimmering blue plaything is now a swollen black brute straining at its confinement. A beast in captivity, raging to bust free and devour its captors. As if it had secretly despised us all along.

I could feel formality wrapping around me, covering me like plastic wrap on leftover roast.

The world would probably be better if people were put in carriers and cats roamed free.

Taught from infancy that beauty is woman's sceptre, the mind shapes itself to the body, and roaming round its gilt cage, only seeks to adorn its prison.

Well, honesty gets you locked up in a psych ward.

Love was trapping me here.

The prison wasn't the place, but the perspective