Forgiveness is a revolving door positioned in your path. You must step through it to move on, but it takes both timing and choice to escape walking circles inside.
I spent my childhood in an imaginary world - probably because I needed an escape. I think that's one of the reasons people have imaginations - because they can't maintain existence here.
Making the best of things is a damn poor way of dealing with them. My life has been a series of escapes from that quicksand.
During high school, I would purposely lose tennis and squash matches to escape the agony of anxiety that competitive situations would provoke in me.
Human life is a series of mistakes justified by reason; there is no escape from it since the reason is the first mistake born out of a process subsequently understood as the very life by the very reason!
Sometimes my heart hurts so much, I beat it with my fists. I try to run. But you cannot run from this. It waits for you. Even when you think you have escaped it, it is there.
I don’t believe one reads to escape reality. A person reads to confirm a reality he knows is there, but which he has not experienced.
moments will test you.you can not run away.time is faster than you.before you can do something situation already took your test.there is no escape route.so face moment and its results.
One of the biggest motivations for me with writing my books is to offer girls some escapism, especially girls who really need it, like I did.
Every adult has the right to choose who they wish to spend their lives with, and we're all capable of making mistakes, but no one escapes with their self-regard intact.
I was brought up in the countryside in Ireland and would go bonkers if I couldn't escape the city. I like to wake and hear birds tweeting, not the low drone of traffic.
On that Sunday of the Masters I remember turning on ESPN to find people talking about me. I switched over to the Golf Channel and people were talking about me. It was hard to escape.
Who is better off? The one who writes to revel in the voluptuousness of the life that surrounds them? Or the one who writes to escape the tediousness of that which awaits them outside? Whose flame will last longer?
Young people don't always do what they're told, but if they can pull it off and do something wonderful, sometimes they escape punishment.
One of the hardest things to believe is that anyone will abandon the effort to escape a charge of murder. It is extremely important to suspend disbelief on that. If you don't, the story is spoiled.
I still frequent my parents' house. I go there to escape, back to the bedroom that I grew up in. Just to sit there and feel small.
Fiction is just that–fiction. Yes, it is serious business, but it should also be taken for face value. It’s entertainment. It’s escapism. It’s 365 pages of relaxation.
I think people need hope when times are tough. I think they also need escape and adventure and fantasy. Books are like cheap mini vacations.
When I have a bad day, I dream about opening up a gelato stand on the streets of Sydney, Australia. Doesn't everyone have a random escape fantasy?
For a second I was almost jealous of the clouds. Why was he looking to them for an escape when I was right here beside him?
If you study both 'Gilligan' and 'Brady,' you will see they are based on a similar philosophy: that it's possible for different kinds of people to learn to live together, either in a family or stuck on an island with no escape.