Quotes About Confinement

Limitation makes for power. The strength of the genie comes of his being confined in a bottle.

I don't like cages,

What were good and evil, really, but stupid categories? Stupid categories that restricted people and punished or rewarded them based on how they responded to their own natures, natures they really didn't have any way to control.

Guilt was its own prison.

Why couldn't I be locked away in my room or the library doing something enjoyable, like homework?

His gaze, blunted by the unnumbered procession of iron bars, uncounted as his softly padded steps. Smooth motion of blood and sinew turning in its own, small circle prescribed by bars and walls ...and skin, confined. Suddenly, without warning, a flash of light and image pierces the caged brain, and passing through its beating heart to stillness finds its way.

und hinter tausend Stäben keine Welt. Der Panther

Animals can be driven crazy by placing too many in too small a pen. Homo sapiens is the only animal that voluntarily does this to himself.

Dress yourself in heavy fishing waders, put on an overcoat and boxing gloves and a bucket over your head, then have somebody strap two sacks of cement across your shoulders and you will know what a space suit feels like under one gravity.

If she sat there without moving, they wouldn't punish her. If she sar there without moving, they'd know that she was sane, sane, sane.

For my life, I confess to you, feels to me today somewhat narrow and circumscribed.

There seemed to be no end to this wood, and no beginning, and no difference in it, and, worst of all, no way out.

Even Magic has its limits' -Malcolm from TRIO Book one Heroes

He lived in a mansion, but in a shrunken world.

He lived in a mansion, but in a shrunken world.

All my life, I have lived like an aquarium fish in the safety of a glass tank, behind a barrier as impenetrable as it has been transparent. I have been free to observe the glimmering world on the other side, to picture myself in it, if I like. But I have always been contained, hemmed in, by the hard, unyielding confines of the existence

It felt as if they were confined to the interior of a hotel with no exits, without even any balconies. The oppression of hotel life was growing; they had been inside now for four long months, but it was still less than half their trip.

It can be nice and still be a prison.

And looking at animals in cages doesn't interest me in general. They know we are standing there looking at them–they sense the hundreds of inquisitive looks, and it has an effect on them.

Yeah, weirdly, our cell doesn't have laundry facilities. So I figured I'll wash undies at one time and outerwear at another, anyways keeping some cover for the cameras. I'm not shy, but frankly, I've had my limit of men chubbing themselves to videos of me. It's moved from simple idolatry to something more sinister. She sauntered over to his desk, hopping atop it, sitting on his papers. A little to Caged Heat, you know?

How do you plan to keep me here during the day? An unblooded Forbearer shouldn't be so hard to vanquish." Vanquished by her? Amusing. "I'll send you back to the cell. You want to be my pet? I'll take you out and put you back in your cage at my pleasure." She blinked at him. "You don't want to send me back. Who will entertain you? I can deal poker and make shadow animals.

The demon caught me and chained me to his bed." "He did what? As soon as I lose these assholes, I'm coming after the demon." "What are you going to do? Portal him to death?

But what will I do?" "Sit in here. Contemplate why others might feel moved to throw things at you." As he ducked out of the tent, she yelled, "You leave me tied up like a dog? Then you had better remember that this bitch bites!

He surveyed the dimly lit space. She'd lured him directly into a large dungeon cell. And one he recognized, because he'd kept prisoners here when he was master and king of Castle Tornin. She's trapped me in my own goddamned dungeon.