Quotes About Confinement

Earthmen are all so coddled, so enwombed in their imprisoning caves of steel, that they are caught forever.

His wife...always dressed in mourning for the children who died in infancy and squeezed breathless by the pressure of her corset, her religion, and the husband fate had dealt her

Esteban abrió la puerta y necesitó algunos segundos para ver en la oscuridad. El olor a medicamentos y podredumbre le golpeó la cara un olor dulzón de sudor, humedad, encierro y algo que al principio no identificó, pero que pronto se le adhirió como una peste: el olor de la carne en descomposición.

Fear? Yes, there was fear, but also uncertainty, emotional dependence, force of habit, and the rule of silence that impeded me from talking about what was happening; I isolated myself.

In jail, you just zone out, so that's the thing. That's like a cheat code.

It was wrong to capture wild animals and confine them in captivity for people to go and gawk at them. And that's basically how zoos got started. But once you do that, and once you have animals that have been bred in captivity, you're really stuck with them in some sense. You can't return them to the wild.

I've never really been able to tolerate zoos.

In most countries, it is possible to visit zoos and see bored animals pacing back and forth in cages, with nothing to do but wait for the next meal. Circuses are even worse places for animals. Their living conditions are deplorable, especially in travelling circuses where cages have to be small so that they can go on the road.

A robin redbreast in a cage Sets all heaven in a rage.

We are bound to our bodies like an oyster to its shell.

There is not room to swing a cat.

No horse gets anywhere until he is harnessed. No steam or gas ever drives anything until it is confined. No Niagara is ever turned into light and power until it is tunneled. No life ever grows great until it is focused, dedicated, disciplined.

With enough 'ifs' we could put Paris into a bottle.

I have a fear of tubes and tunnels. Going through any tunnel causes me great anxiety.

We all lived in the same house, or most of us did. And as far as I can make out we were confined to the property, because at twenty-four hours' notice we'd have to do a gig somewhere. So you couldn't leave the building for more than twelve hours in case a gig came through.

You don't need jails, you get put a thousand miles into the middle of Australia, you can go wherever you want, go ahead, but if you come into a city it's straight to jail.

Why do they bother with a suicide watch when someone is on death row? "Keep an eye on this guy. We're gonna kill him, and we don't want him to hurt himself."

You take it for granted that I am in something that I want to get out of.

Sometimes it takes all my resolution and power of self-control to refrain from butting my head against the wall. I want to howl and foam at the mouth but I daren't.

How terrible it is to have no cares, no longings. I do not fit. I feel too deeply and want too much. As cages go, it is a gilded one, but I shall not live well in it or any cage for that matter.

Major Major never sees anyone in his office while he's in his office.

And put me down right this minute or I'll scream bloody murder, then do the job for real!" "I already hid all the electrical appliances, and I'm not taking a shower without locking you in the closet first.

Ghetto living is more than just a feeling of confinement; it is a sense of suffocation too.

I remember, when I was a kid, watching my mother jam herself into her girdle - a piece of equipment so rigid it could stand up on its own - and I remember her coming home from fancy parties and racing upstairs to extricate herself from its cruel iron grip.