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“She once told me of a night that fumed with escapes and was filled with bedsides reeking of ecstasy; she told me the stars cast not judgments, but blessings, knowing full well the disastrous outcomes of the deeds they cradled with the strings of their young hearts. She’d inhaled the night itself, those around her doing the same, and so all become one. No disharmony. No discordance. Nothing to shatter the cause; nothing to unearth the beauty. So as we together ascended that front porch, allowing the glow behind the blown-out windows and the odious steams plunder us from through the cracks...time forgot to distill us, and our steps became as silver as glass. I could no longer deny the boiling words of my blood: tonight would be the beginning of a very long road indeed.”

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Book:Sleepeth Not, the Bastard
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“But I can now understand why people read, why they like to get lost in somebody else's life. Sometimes I'll read a sentence and it will make me sit up, jolt me, because it is something that I have recently felt but never said out loud. I want to reach into the page and tell the characters that I understand them, that they're not alone, that I'm not alone, that it's ok to feel like this. And then the lunch bell rings, the book closes, and I'm plunged back into reality.”

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Book:Flawed
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“Together they read plays and poems by William Shakespeare and Thomas Hobbes's Leviathan, and Bianca translated some of Ovid's poetry for her as well as parts of Homer's great works. They relished the poems of Andrew Marvell, John Dryden and John Milton. They read excerpts from the King James Bible, as well as passages from books of history, gardening, medicine and more. The closet wasn't much, but it was Rosamund's, especially now it bore no resemblance to its former owner. It was her cave in which, like Ali Baba, she kept her trove of treasured ideas and growing knowledge, but could open and close it at will with the key hanging around her neck. It was in this room that Rosamund finally started to feel a sense of belonging.”

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Book:The Chocolate Maker's Wife
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“Se nu er jeg borte fra byens larm og trængsel og aviser og mennesker, jeg er flygtet fra det altsammen fordi det igjen kaldte på mig fra landet og ensomheten hvor jeg er fra. Du skal se det kommer til å gå godt! Tænker jeg og har atter det bedste håp. Ak jeg har gjort en slik flugt før og er atter vendt tilbake til byen. Og atter flyktet.”

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Author:Knut Hamsun
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“She held her breath, a desperate attempt to slow down her heartbeat, a desperate attempt to get away. One second. Two seconds. Three. Four. Five, Six. Seven seconds. Suicide. She crashed into the door frame, gasping for air. She'd given herself away and now he knew she was there, alone, afraid, standing there on the other side of the wall. She'd given herself away.”

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Book:The Colours of Denial
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“I want more from life. I want to travel, see the world, and meet different kinds of people. I don’t want to stay locked in a small country, living my life halfheartedly the way society expects me to live it. I want to experience things and live to the fullest so I won’t have any regrets. I want more, so much more than they do, and they simply can’t understand it.”

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Book:Lost & Found: Anabel & William #1
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“I lean back against the velvet-cushioned seat and close my eyes to the sound of hooves pounding hard against the cobblestone streets. Their clip-clopping harmony keeping perfect tempo with the rumble of carriage wheels, affording a sound as sweet as any symphony I've ever heard. It's the sound of escape The sound of goodbye A sound that's served to soothe me in the past, providing the much-needed assurance that the unwelcome inquiries and suspicions of newly alerted acquaintances would soon fade - allowing for a brief respite in a new location, before I'm on the move again. I'm a gypsy. A nomad. A vagabond. A drifter.”

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Book:Eternal Flame
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“Departure" Everyone wants to leave Those here want to go there, and many there are eager to return here… There are those who understood that living is not possible neither here nor there, so, you see them, in vain, searching for alternatives… Few have understood that the impossibility of living is a result of complicity not geography, that most of those who stay or depart never part ways with their complicity and tendency to surrender, thus, they recreate the circumstances and the causes of departure everywhere they go… Few have understood that all places will remain unlivable so long as the causes to depart are a result of a complicit and defeated Self… [Original poem published in Arabic on June 20, 2024 at ahewar.org]”

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Author:Louis Yako
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“I didn't think I was going to survive. A lot of people don't make it, but I left anyway. I left my father and my mother and my sister and my brother." She rinses the cloth, continues. "They tried to stop me. They said it wasn't worth my life, but I said that it was my life, going to go and either I was going to die or I was going to get a better life...I tell you, when I left my house that night I never felt more free. Even now, in all the time that I've been here, I never felt as free as that night.”

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Book:Everything, Everything
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“May every morning for us carefree be, may every morning make us feel free, our dreams with us to be for life, like fleets of ships, in skies to sail, running rife… Our smiles to bring to others joy, hearts with sweetness filling every ploy, our life - lifelike, like on ancient tapes, to live in the moment, from youth to not escape…”

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Book:На чист Български...: Pristine Bulgarian sayings...
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“Half asleep and half awake, I became lost in a deep span of my version of a perfect world. A place I wanted so desperately to reach, but would never find except from within the catacombs of my mind. A place where the sun rose in the west and set in the east, where the mountains bowed to the wind like trees, and the rain sprinkled up from the ground below and onto the clouds above. A place where no one hurt or lost, or felt any tinge of desperation. A place where heartbeats were the only words needed, and music floated on the wind like dust. A place where no place was home. Where a single person could be the only sustenance needed to survive. A place where there were no yesterdays or todays, only tomorrows. A place for me to find solace, an escape from the real world I was forced to live in.”

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Book:The Tomorrows
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“Sometimes it's better to have a conversation with the things which can't answer you or pass any judgments on you. Sometimes it's better to share your feelings, thoughts with the things, which can't listen to you but are listening to you. Sometimes it's better to share your pain and love, cry and smile in front of those things, which can't sympathize but helps you to heal you. Dear moon, You have always been my escape to each and every problem. You know all my secrets and problems. No matter how hard it was to solve or put in front of others. But, I never felt odd while sharing anything with you. Because I know, sooner or later people will leave. And I don't want to live with the fear of disclosing my secrets to any third one. People will definitely call me mad after reading this. But truly thank you for always giving me hope and listening to me.”

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Author:Manisha Jain
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“Children don't realize how bad things are. This is their norm. They don't realize how much of their childhood is being stolen by screens. They simply have no escape. It follows them home. It follows them everywhere. The phone is always on their minds. Texts are constant, often misinterpreted, hurtful, with no visual cues. They take the place of learning how to have genuine conversations.”

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Author:Benjamin Conlon
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