Quotes On Escaping Reality Novels & Stories

But as I lay there, exhausted and satisfied, a small, hidden message was scratched into the wall beside the bed: “The real escape is inside. Find the others.”

The hall instantly fell silent as the spotlight shone upon him. "Once, during my darkest time, there was a senior dancer who commented on my Facebook post, telling me not to give up," he began. "She wrote: 'Each of us dances from birth to death. If I can no longer dance on stage, then I'll live my own life to the fullest. Because my life itself is my stage.' If it weren't for her encouragement, I wouldn't be here today. "And tonight, that very person who left that comment is sitting in the audience. Let's welcome her to the stage with our applause—I want to present her with these flowers!"

No one had forced him. “You said he used to torture your mother...No....that was just a lie you had always told yourself cause even you can’t accept this reality! ” She grabbed his chin and looked straight into his eye. He was trembling. Every word that she said was true; he was running away from reality. But now it was standing right in front of him, laughing at him like he was a loser.

“You’re not real” The reflection tilted her head. “Am I? Or am I still inside you, waiting for you to fail so I can rise again?” My throat tightened. “Stop.” Behind me, Charon laughed. “Do you see? Your past is your prison. You cannot escape it.” I forced myself to look at the reflection. “You’re wrong. I’m not you anymore.” “But you carry me,” my reflection said. “You carry my choices, my mistakes. You think you can escape destiny? You are destiny.”

“Prototypes created by prototype. Performances of authenticity descended from performance of authenticity. None of us are real. We’re just designs pretending so well we fooled even ourselves.” Reality is celebrating that the Architect approved continued existence. But I’m standing in eternal space learning everything I am is designed performance. And I don’t know if that revelation destroys me or if even my response to revelation is designed. The Architect created me to believe I escaped design. And I believed it perfectly. That’s the most terrifying truth of all.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

"Where are you? And I'm so sorry I cannot sleep, I cannot dream tonight. I need somebody and always. This sick, strange darkness. Comes creeping on, so haunting every time. And as I stare, I counted. The webs from all the spiders. Catching things and eating their insides Like indecision to call you. And hear your voice of treason. Will you come home and stop this pain tonight? Stop this pain tonight." All five of us scream as loud as we can. From all the yelling, my attention of awareness is nonexistent. I didn't smell ocean hitting my nose or never did I hear any footsteps.

, I said trying to free myself. "Escape, if you can.", He said with a smirk. °°°

"I went away in my head, into the book. That was where I went whenever real life was too hard or too inflexible." His remarks struck a chord with me for a reason. Is it possible to escape reality? I was perplexed as to why he was acting in this manner.

far away to a place that she dreamed of but didn't exists, away from failed dreams and boring routines. At least when she went far away from home she could take off the different masks and hats she wore to adapt to the kind of lifestyle she didn't dream of having, but ended up going with the flow instead of going against the current. The only outlet she had was a blog she had and, a couple of stories she wrote not escape from reality, but make sense of it.

“I have a couple of outlines as well. You can be possessive of me, but not in public.” “I’ll try my best but I make no promises.” He smirks at me. “And you have to stay in your box. You can’t try and cross into other areas of my life.” “My box? What?” “I keep my life separate by compartmentalising. Each area has a box. When I’m I a certain area of my life, the box lid is taken off and everything can fill my brain. When I’m done with that area, everything is neatly packed away and the lid is put on so it doesn’t spill into other areas. You fall into my social life. Please don’t try escape and jump into other areas.”