Quotes About Confinement

Sara put her hand up to her forehead, and her mouth trembled. She spoke as if she were in a dream. And I was at Miss Minchin's all the while, she half whispered. Just on the other side of the wall.

If you are corruptible and your imagination is confined to worries about loss of power, you exist in a self-destructive system

Beyond a critical point within a finite space, freedom diminishes as numbers increase.

Any delusions of Free Will he harbored now must be merely the prisoner rattling his cage. His curse lay in the fact that he saw the cage. He saw it!

Choice was an illusion. Seeing that a man can never really get out of jail, the great thing is to ensure that he gets into the biggest possible one with the largest possible range of modern amenities.

The most important thing in art is The Frame. For painting: literally; for other arts: figuratively-- because, without this humble appliance, you can't know where The Art stops and The Real World begins. You have to put a 'box' around it because otherwise, what is that shit on the wall?

My life is a walled city from which I must flee; This must my prison be-- So long as I am me.

It is as if a person were a prisoner, and he had not only the intention to escape, which would perhaps be attainable, but also, and indeed simultaneously, the intention to rebuild the prison as a pleasure dome for himself. But if he escapes, he cannot rebuild, and if he rebuilds, he cannot escape.

Many questions were troubling the explorer, but at the sight of the prisoner he asked only: Does he know his sentence? No, said the officer, eager to go on with his exposition, but the explorer interrupted him: He doesn't know the sentence that has been passed on him? No, said the officer again, pausing a moment as if to let the explorer elaborate his question, and then said: There would be no point in telling him. He'll learn it on his body.

It's often better to be in chains than to be free.

Without any way out, not even toward the depth.

It is often safer to be in chains than to be free.

Hiding places there are innumerable, escape is only one, but possibilities of escape, again, are as many as hiding places.

A Little Fable Alas, said the mouse, the whole world is growing smaller every day. At the beginning it was so big that I was afraid, I kept running and running, and I was glad when I saw walls far away to the right and left, but these long walls have narrowed so quickly that I am in the last chamber already, and there in the corner stands the trap that I must ...

The chains that cuff humanity are made of office paper

Perhaps if he were to open the door to the next room, or even the door to the hall, the two would not dare stop him, perhaps the best solution would be to bring the whole matter to a head. But then they might indeed grab him, and once subdued he would lose any degree of superiority he might still hold over them. Therefore he preferred the safety of whatever solution would surely arise in the natural course of things and returned to his room without a further word having passed on either side.

it's often better to be in chains than to be free.

I carry the bars within me all the time.

I had locks on my whole body as at a costume ball and at brief intervals now here now there a lock was opened or closed.

Oh dear, said the mouse, the world shrinks with every passing day. At first it was so vast I was afraid; I ran on further and was cheered when at last, in the distance, to the right and to the left, I saw walls; but these long walls converge on one another so quickly that I'm already in the final room, and there, in the corner, lies the trap into which I'm running. You just have to change direction, said the cat, and ate him.

On ne peut pas briser de chaînes quand il n'y en a pas de visibles.

Animal abuse is rampant in the U.S., right under everyone's eyes, for the entertainment of the public. The brutal confinement and pain of training methods of wild animals in the circus, the aquatic and theatrical shows, leads to retaliation by the animals. Eventually they find the right time to strike out, and they will.

Imprisoned in every fat man a thin man is wildly signaling to be let out.

No man will be a sailor who has contrivance enough to get himself into a jail; for being in a ship is being in a jail, with the chance of being drowned... a man in a jail has more room, better food, and commonly better company.