Quotes About Runaway Novels & Stories

And just above the trees was the moon casting its own light against the water. "Thank you so much, Nanny." "What's your inspiration to this?" "My own imagination, Nanny. I dreamt of myself running here whenever I am hurt. This is my escapism." She looked at me with pity. I couldn't blame her. She knew my pain. She knew what I went through. "But sometimes running away isn't the solution to every problem, Alpha. You have to face it. Conquer it. Show to the world that you are not weak. You are not damaged."

“It was awe full, as usual, doing business with you Tony. But it’s time for me to go. And, just so you know exactly who has the power here, if you lap dogs leave a mark on me, I won’t supply you anymore. Have a nice evening. But, I hope, you fall, in a ditch.” “Now!” He booms. The men all lunge towards me. Good thing a know this building inside out and back to front. I simply jump out the window. I land on the balcony a level down. My feet tingle on impact. I break the glass and climb through that window. Once I’m back inside, I run through the empty trade floor and sprint down to the underground level. Once there a take my pick of the cars. Tony’s shiny black Audi is sitting unprotected. I

Prologue Run, run. Got to get away. If I stop, that will be the end of me. Damn it !why can’t I get my hands free! Another shot echoed over the treetops. They are closing in. shit!shit! I mustn’t let them hear me.

"Ruined my fucking shirt... You know, when you said you weren't running, did you think just being in the city was enough? Did you think that running physically was all?" He tore open a popsicle. "All this mental escapism shit is going to get someone hurt--killed at the rate you're going. You want to do what's best: listen to people who have more experience than you, use your fucking head for more than lab work, and be fucking present." I set my jaw. "You should have written a better speech, I guess." Eason scoffed. "Unbelievable." He went back to his laptop. "One day, Grace, karma is going to come for you and there won't be anyone to save you from it. No one to turn to because you've burned

"You will pay dearly." "I...I..." I stammered, unable to form coherent words in the face of his fury. "So running away, are you?" Enid's tone was dripping with disdain as he looked me up and down with disgust. "I...I had to leave," I managed to choke out, my voice barely above a whisper. "Had to leave, did you?" Enid sneered, his lips curling up into a cruel smile. "And where do you plan on going, hm? Do you really think you can escape from me?"

Marathon. Marathon. Life is slow so take it slow. These are some of the lyrics in Kolya's favorite song entiled Paradise. We only have one life, but it's a long one. It's up to us to make it meaningful. We don't have to outrun other people just to be considered as the winner. Unfortunately, Gold is doing the exact opposite of what Nikolai believes. Like literally. Gold is running like a crazy person to outrun everything—to escape his darkest thoughts.

he said simply, almost like he could hear my thoughts. “People like you always think about running.” My voice was small. “People like me?” He smirked faintly. “People who don’t know how dangerous the boss really is.” I looked away, my fingers tightening around the edge of my seat. The desert stretched endlessly outside no trees, no buildings, just dunes rolling like golden waves. Running wouldn’t just be stupid. It would be suicide. After a moment, I whispered, “Can you at least give me my phone?”

"The reason is these people. This family that has been accepted by your country, but that will never cease to be a target. Because they are poor, immigrants, dispensable for the entrepreneurs you know. I won't wait with my arms crossed, locked in your big apartment, while I imagine what may be happening to those I appreciate. Suzy, it's not my way to run away. I don't want to pretend that my past didn't exist just because now I'm away from home. That's not how you should live. I need you to understand.” I shut up again, but only because your words have an effect on me. Running away is my specialty. However, I shouldn't be shocked. This is just another point where Hunter and I are against it.

Several times, I have ran hysterically through the valley of darkness with hands above my head. I have ran with no sense of direction just survival instincts flooding my mind. Most experts would call me crazy for running with zero destination in mind but sometimes in life, people just run to relieve themselves from stress; to gain freedom from a bondage they can only escape from by running. Also, against most reasonable accounts, people run to be far away from the world and be lost in their own silence.