Erin Morgenstern Quotes

Even if you managed to escape from one cage, weren't you just in another, larger one?

People are often unable to do anything, imprisoned as they are in I don't know what kind of terrible, terrible, oh such terrible cage.

There can be many bars, wires that keep a person trapped. All of them don't have to have been created for the purpose of harming or caging the bird, but they still serve that function.

If you think you're free, there's no escape possible.

My cage has many rooms.

There is one kind of prison where the man is behind bars, and everything that he desires is outside; and there is another kind where the things are behind the bars, and the man is outside.

You have no idea how many times I’ve been barricaded inside a box in my life. I know it’s for my protection. But that doesn’t mean I have to like it. (Kiara)

Thinking of the key, each confirms a prison.

Tie two birds together. They will not be able to fly, even though they now have four wings.

You narrow hope when you define it.

Because I understand all the ways of trying to escape, how sometimes you escape one prison only to find you've built yourself a different one.

A bird in a cage is not half a bird.

No person whose entire time is spent in the contemplation of limitation can demonstrate freedom from such limitation.

You will have no sensation of a leash around your neck if you sit by the peg. It is only when you stray that you feel the restraining tug.

To arrive is to be in prison.

A man in armour is his armour's slave.

I didn't put you in a prison, Evey. I just showed you the bars.

What a tragic realm this is, he reflected. Those down here are prisoners, and the ultimate tragedy is that they don't know it; they think they are free because they have never been free, and do not understand what it means.

As I've said, freedom is really an illusion. Anytime we think we have a real choice, it just means we haven't seen the shotgun aimed at our navel.

What people mistook for safety was in fact captivity.

A jailer is as much a prisoner as his prisoner.

A bird on a tether, no matter how long the rope, can always be pulled back.

If the bird does like its cage, and does like its sugar and will not leave it, why keep the door so very carefully shut?

I'll have to keep looking for more of them, more brief moments of freedom in a world that refuses to allow it.

Form is a straitjacket in the way that a straitjacket was a straitjacket for Houdini.