Quotes About Confinement

Partitions and cubicles can be oppressive. They are so boring.

I always think of the 'Schizophrenia' album as being like the cover of the Scorpions' 'Blackout.' It's got this guy breaking out of the glass, but he's got a straightjacket on. I think it's a bit of 'Blackout' mixed with a little bit of 'A Clockwork Orange.'

Science is like a flashlight in the hands of people living in a huge balloon. They can illuminate anything in the balloon, but cannot shine it outside the balloon to see where it is floating - or if it is floating at all.

Rooms without a view are like prisons for the people who have to stay in them.

They told me to chase my dreams but this restraining order says differently.

The station records revealed that in the decades following the town's foundation, the blacks had been kept on a tight rein. The log book for the police cells indicated that a week rarely passed without an inmate from the nearby mission being locked up, from a period of twelve hours to several weeks, and for matters including trespassing, drunkenness, absconding and co-habitation with those of a superior caste.

Todo el mundo puede llegar hasta esa edad o más. Para ello basta con no morirse. Pero tengo entendido que los humanos viven más en cautiverio que en libertad.

Childhood is long and narrow like a coffin, and you can't get out of it on your own.

Tienes que ser tan dura como esta cárcel, como la piedra y el océano que te encierran en ella. Estás hecha de ladrillo y alambrada. Estás hecha de hierro.

If you were to lock me away in a white room in a straitjacket it would actually feel comforting as long as the walls were spotless and nobody wore shoes. - Allyson

It was impossible to imagine the aloof, dignified, powerful High Lord living as, of all things, a slave .

I have to get out of here," Tsunami said. Before I tie your stupid tail around your stupid snout and leave you in a bundle at the bottom of the lake.

First I would have tied up all the dragonmancers and stuffed them in a cellar full of rotten potatoes.

She closed her eyes and tried to see if a future unfolded around that idea. Would she end up in the asylum?

The inhabitants of all those worlds are trapped in little bubbles where nothing they do can have more than a local effect. Naturally these societies degenerate into savagery.

We all hold the keys to our own jail cells.

Whose fine idea had it been, on the Olympian heights or deep in the bowel-dark underworld, to condemn us to the messy, intractable burden of bodies, the sheer tedium of our confinement in the flesh?

I have a hatred of the taming of animals, especially large ones that are so contented in the wild. I abominate circus acts that involve big befooled beasts — cowed tigers or helplessly roaring lions pawing the air and teetering on small stools. I deplore zoos and anything to do with animal confinement or restraint.

an ugly steel fence you might associate with a prison perimeter, twenty-five feet high, like nothing I had seen in any other country.

Success is both an addiction and an enslavement...

This was a little house, with a ceiling that kept getting higher and higher, a hot place with no windows. This was anger.

Cultural confinement takes place when a curator imposes his own limits on an art exhibition, rather than asking an artist to set his limits.

The artist is a kind of prison from which the works of art escape.

There are no ugly loves nor handsome prisons.