Quotes About Runaway Novels & Stories

I have to run away! "Why?"

I waved my hand as if I didn't need it. “I need to focus on my career!” Before I could finish speaking, I heard Miller's smug laugh. I clicked my tongue and said, “What's so funny? My company just got into the framework, and I don't have time to think about other issues!" This is not an excuse, but I have absolutely no love in mind. Miller didn't delve into my private life either, he raised his glass of wine: "When is your mansion built? I look forward to moving there, as soon as possible!”

“Ma! Don’t leave us! Please, we need you! “ Cinthye exclaimed despite the defeating noise around her. It was alarming. At that moment, the only thing she could think of is to abandon everything she ever knew but she couldn’t. Running away wouldn’t solve the problem. “Why me?” She cried desperately and clutch the doctors robe.

Lyra started searching every hook and nook in case Piper was hiding. Her eyes fell on the bed covers tied together as a rope against an opened window. Piper has run off. Lyra slammed her clenched fist against the wall, frowning, “Damn!” After the conversation they had, Piper still ran away on her wedding day. Lyra sat on the couch, massaging her temples. How would she tell everyone about the runaway bride? “Calm down, Lyra. Calm down,” she mumbled. She exhaled deeply, her breath making a puff in the air as she grabbed the note on the mirror stand. “I'm sorry, guys. I can't dump my lover for an unknown man,” she read Piper's written message.

’ Brian asks, shutting the door behind, as he walks deeper into the little compartment. “Let us run away. Better to leave this wretched place and go have a life of your own. Somewhere we are not beaten up for no reason. A place where we are not tortured. Where the obligation of being someone's privilege does not fall on our shoulders. Let us Run Away From Here Brian’

I was supposed to stay longer to save for my next move. I sink down onto the edge of the bed, my bags half-packed at my feet. “Shit,” I whisper. Silence rings in my ears, but then there’s a warmth, a feeling of not being alone. It’s not the foggy presence that’s always hungry; it’s the other one, the one that says wise things that usually piss me off. “Running without a destination isn’t freedom.” The soft-spoken voice rings through my mind. I laugh weakly. “You don’t get to lecture me.”

Zero A haunted man with a cursed soul is worse than a man with a dead one. I recall that saying, remember it written in permanent marker on a train station wall. It was the first and only time I ever ran away from home. I was thirteen, and my dad and Thorn got into a fight that turned bad for the both of them. I tried to stop it. Thorn’s fist got in the way of that. Not sure why I ran away up until this day. But that darn saying, can’t get it out of my mind.

Running away will give me freedom. As I pick a random destination, I buy my ticket and hop on the correct train. I can’t believe I’m doing this. I’m nervous and scared to be on my own. I have to do this. This is my one chance to leave. I promised myself that if I had the chance to run, I would. The opportunity presented itself. To be honest, I’m shocked the chance even came, but it did, which means this is what I should be doing. At least, that’s how I’m choosing to look at it.

I could feel it in their eyes: their belief in me was slipping away, grain by grain, like sand through a closed hand. I sat by the fading fire and stared at the flames until they turned into bloodred shadows. I kept thinking the same thing: maybe I wasn't meant to live through this. It might be that the prophecy was true. Serena's words broke the spiral I was in. "You're thinking about running again." I shivered. "I'm thinking about keeping them alive." She went closer, crossed her arms, and looked at him with keen amber eyes. "By leaving them?" "By leaving him?"

But let me leave this pack first. Once, Darcy Perkins repeatedly told me that this world is big and beautiful. There are many packs. He said when I grew up, he would take me to see it. Although he broke his promise, it is okay. It is up to me to fulfill it now. Darcy, I will carry your expectations with me for the rest of my life, just like what you once taught me. Ginger, live your life! Don’t give up. LOVE this world!