Escape Quotes

Fiction should be a place of lollipops and escape. Real life is depressing enough--I, for one, don't want to read about make believe misery, too.

You’ve gone far away to a place with no horses and very little grass, and you’re studying how to write a story with a happy ending. If you can write that ending for yourself, maybe you can come back.

It is usually unbearably painful to read a book by an author who knows way less than you do, unless the book is a novel.

Men are mere mortals but their quest for knowledge leads them to the brink of immortality.”Excerpt from novel You Can't Escape Love by Grace Willows

As we fulfill our dream and move toward success, we will not escape fighting

I can escape to the blissful realms between the pages of books.

Delusions are hardly an escape from reality. It’s a way of understanding insane people living in a backwards world.

I wanted to walk faster, to run, far as possible from her, from my entire life, from the first day I ever saw her always just a few steps ahead.

Nurture a desire to be free from the clock.

I mean, most people want to escape. Get out of their heads. Out of their lives. Stories are the easiest way to do that.

I spent the rest of the day in someone else's story. The rare moments that I put the book down, my own pain returned in burning stabs.

Even prisoners can escape if they have books.

Why escape your intended purpose by copying and trying to be someone else? You will discover who you were meant to be only after you have shown confidence being yourself.

Have we ever thought that being lost is our destination?

If there’s any redeeming quality that I can find in running away from something, it’s that I’m on my feet. Now all I’ve got to do is alter my direction.

Fear left unrestrained always leaves us running ‘from’ something. Fear harnessed compels us to run ‘to’ something. And fear denied leaves us running in circles.

Comfort is not a goal that I seek, rather it is a place that I hide.

Safety is not a destination that we reach for, rather it is a retreat that we escape to. And if our lives are marked by the incessant search for safety, we will live the whole of it going in reverse.

If I’m perplexed by the fact that I’m constantly lost, maybe somewhere in my head I’ve determined that being lost serves a greater purpose than being found.

God always makes a way of escape from complicated situations

Sometimes even the best of us have to lose ourselves in fantasy to survive reality.

There was, for many of us, a great escape in reading about the fantastic and supernatural during wartime. Terrors more terrible than those we were living through gave us an outlet for our anxiety.

A fickle lover, sleep takes us as it will, when it wants, and how. Sensing her desperate need, however, it draws Corrie deeply into its embrace, somewhere between her tears and terror.

Let the night take you. Let the stars evaporate into your dreams. Let sleep be the only comfort for you to believe.

Reality doesn't impress me. I only believe in intoxication, in ecstasy, and when ordinary life shackles me, I escape, one way or another. No more walls.

You need to be outdoors. Away from here. You need a holiday.

The one who merely flees is not yet free. In fleeing he is still conditioned by that from which he flees.

To evade insanity and depression, we unconsciously limit the number of people toward whom we are sincerely sympathetic.

Death is number one on the list of things that we wish were possible to leave behind when we escaped barbarism.

It is as difficult for most poor people to truly believe that they could someday escape poverty as it is for most wealthy people to truly believe that their wealth could someday escape them.

The only way to truly help most drug addicts and most alcoholics is to—instead of them—change reality.

Environment has its own ways of limiting us tightly. But leaders have their own ways of escaping those limitations narrowly.

Humans had built a world inside the world, which reflected it in pretty much the same way as a drop of water reflected the landscape. And yet ... and y

I've never been somewhere I belonged, but there are places where I think I could be happy. Like San Francisco. Well, do art museums count? Because I feel like I belong in them.

Reading is an escape people use in order to get away from reality. It is a chance to be free and explore who you are.

The spirit of the way is surely there, in the wish to wander through the world in order to escape it and to find others where there is nobody.

Do you know what you get when you try to escape? When you drive for miles in a deserted city or swim for hours in a shoreless sea? You get yourself.

Seek a slower, simpler life.

You can't escape the existential suffering of life as long as you are living. So get used to it.

She was his only escape, And she was his only prison.

Alcohol is one of the quickest vehicles with which we escape shyness, our problems, and self-consciousness, for a few hours.

I earned my place, With the tidal waves.I can't escape this feeling, That something ain't right.I called my nameAs I crashed the gates, Still I can't escape this feelingThat something ain't right.

Don't let a cruel word escape your mouth. There's no greater sin than breaking a heart.

Inside, a deep-rooted force raged, buried in her psyche from eons before, percolating with a primordial awakening that had been long forgotten, until now.

I now lived in an invisible place made of my own dwindling breath, and because no one else could see it, they could not yank me out of it.

The one thing that we need to escape is our minds, but our minds are the one thing that we cannot escape from.

I run until time stops. Until my mind stops.

The calmness was fracturing, tendrils of fear seeping through her mind like ivy. Once the fear consumed her, she'd run.

My mind became a sanctuary for secret thoughts of escaping from this household.

Sometimes it was hard to breathe, knowing how small my world could be. Maybe in San Francisco it wouldn't feel like the universe was conspiring to keep me in a bubble.