36 Quotes About Run-away
- Author Jenim Dibie
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You ask me to write you a poem,I pen you an empty ocean,You run away.You ask me who I am,I paint you a breaking sky,You weep in the rain.
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- Author Israelmore Ayivor
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The more you run away from the devil, the more you will realize that it is closer to you than before. Don't run away from it; RESIST the devil and it will FLEE from you!
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- Author Haruki Murakami
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No matter how far you travel, you can never get away from yourself. It’s like your shadow. It follows you everywhere. -Komura
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- Author Israelmore Ayivor
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You feed your fears to grow muscles against you when you run away from what frightens you. Little do you know that it’s frightened when you face it boldly!
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- Author K.K. Hendin
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Changing your location doesn’t necessarily mean losing your problems. They’ll show up wherever you are, changing to fit the situation. But until you break them down and deal with it, there is nowhere far enough for you to run away from them.
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- Author Mehmet Murat ildan
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Sometimes you can run away from a problem, but that doesn't make you a strong person; that doesn't give you honor! So, what to do? Stop running! Face your problem and fight your problem!
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- Author Kate McGahan
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Never before did I feel so bound by the chains of the soul. Never before was there such pain of ripping my heart apart as I ran.
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- Author Corinne Beenfield
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I never thought it would be hard to leave. People say it is, but to me it seemed that it was the waiting that was most difficult, the trying to keep alive something precious inside me buried so deep. Staying was killing it off for sure, no matter how hard I tried to keep it beating.
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- Author Corinne Beenfield
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Immediately as I ride the rush of wind chills my skin and twines it’s fingers into my chestnut hair, making the waves brush against my shoulders and fly behind me. Over the creekbed trees stretch and barely touch each other, as though passing a secret from one to the next. I strain my ears to hear their whispers through the leaves, but if they speak to me I don’t understand. But that’s okay, let them keep their secrets. I have my own.
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