Quotes About Confinement

You never escape the traps you spin yourself.

Entre más seguridad busques, menos libertad tendrás, por eso todas las prisiones tienen celdas de máxima seguridad.

Isn't it greatly in my favor that I don't belong here but in jail?

The law is always too short and too tight for growing humankind.

The more security you seek, the less freedom you have. The people with the most security are in jail. That is why it is called 'maximum security.

That's all the freedom we can hope for - the freedom to choose our prison.

I need exercise and solitude. This time of confinement has threatened my sanity!

moat. It's a stark reminder that there is no getting in or out

Was that what she meant? Why she cried? Because he was an animal afraid to leave its cage, no words to say what he thought, no thoughts but muddled mad stupid thoughts?

If I went in the cage, I was going to end up eaten alive. That was actually one of my top five ways not to die...

comfort zones were more like prison bars; they protected you, but they also trapped you. I didn't want to be trapped, not even by myself.

I am locked into the mirror and there is no door out.

too large," the mayor said. "If it breaks free of its chains

The Turks have dreary jails.

That was what happened to laughter when you caged it. It became unbearably sad. It was worse than crying.

At the snowy summit of all these things, however, is the fact that you simply cannot go about locking your siblings in towers when they misbehave. It is unseemly and betrays a sad lack of creativity.

O God, I could be bound in a nutshell, and count myself a king of infinite space – were it not that I have bad dreams.

OPIATE, n. An unlocked door in the prison of Identity. It leads into the jail yard.

Help!" he yelled and he lifted one leg, trying to run. But you can't outrun the membrane — he was soon gone.

un mundo en el que cualquier otra alternativa resultaba inimaginable.

The world was once haunted by Titus Oates's self-made epitaph: "I am going outside and may be some time. Well, we are going inside and may be some time, we are inside, and have been for awhile. The poetry of courage is replaced by the poetry of confinement, the art of the endless open channel overtaken by the art of the perpetually retold tale. Our successful withdrawal from the risks of winter makes for a lessening of its intensities. We have all gone inside, and may be some time.

John Newton had written that he was relieved to have left the trade because "I considered myself as a sort of gaoler or turnkey . . . perpetually conversant with chains, bolts, and shackles." But to leave behind a career as a prison guard is one thing; to call for closing all prisons entirely another.

The worst punishment you can give a man is to isolate him. I've never seen one who can handle it.

confinement. This morning the plane was over the Malay peninsula