208 Quotes About Escapism

I long ago abandoned myself to a blind lust for the written word. Literature is my sandbox. In it I play, build my forts and castles, spend glorious time. It is the world outside that box that gives me trouble. I have adapted tamely, though not conventionally, to this visible world so I can retreat without much inconvenience into my inner world of books.

Ironically, our tools for escapism usually end up as allegories of what's true.In other words, when push comes to shove, you can't escape reality.

In comparison to my life in the inter-connected dreams, this life is lonely and phony and worthless; unfit for an intelligent and educated person.

If we were in his book, our hands would leave trails of light like sparklers through the sky, glowing against the night; they would crackle and fizz with magic. But we aren't, so they're just mildly clammy and soundtracked by someone throwing up against a lamp post on the promenade (loudly).

Weird grey forms came pouring out of the woods. They were only about three or four feet tall, but they were covered in taut muscle. Their heads were wider than their shoulders and their mouths, bristling with teeth, stretched from ear to ear. They chattered as they came, shrieking in voices that were at once guttural and chirruping.

It's a dangerous thing, going out your front door.”“Because the road might sweep you off on some adventure without time for breakfast?”“Well… I was thinking more of the monsters, but yes, that too.

You got a plan?” Raziel said, his heart hammering his chest like it wanted to push its way out and take its chances on its own. “Don’t get eaten.”Raziel bared his teeth and laughed.

The walls were lined with books, many of them in foreign languages, like insulation against the immediate present.

It is not ignorance that causes me to follow God, nor is it escapism through some rigorously contrived fantasy. Rather, those are the things that keep me from following the world.