In its early stages, insomnia is almost an oasis in which those who have to think or suffer darkly take refuge.
Their blood has washed out their foul footsteps’ pollution. No refuge could save the hireling and slave from the terror of flight or the gloom of the grave.
My family and I were welcomed to Canada more than 40 years ago. We sought and obtained refuge in a liberal, modern, and secular society, and put the ugliness of genocidal religious hate and associated tribalism behind us – or so we thought.
Wherever you write is supposed to be a little bit of a refuge, a place where you can get away from the world. The more closed in you are, the more you’re forced back on your own imagination.
Although we love the idea of choice – our culture almost worships it – we seek refuge in the familiar and the comfortable.
Conversation about the weather is the last refuge of the unimaginative.
It wasn’t until I found my tribe of artists – people who were outspoken and not afraid to say what they thought, whether in a song or a dance or a piece of classical music – that I found a refuge.
The world of crime is a last refuge of the authentic, uncorrupted, spontaneous event.
Israel was founded as a refuge for the Jewish people, but today it isn’t a safe place. It is safer to be Jew in New York.
Art should be an oasis: a place or refuge from the hardness of life.
The roots of India’s soft power run deep. India’s is a civilization that, over millennia, has offered refuge and, more importantly, religious and cultural freedom, to Jews, Parsis, several varieties of Christians, and Muslims.
This is why I became an actress. So that people will take care of me. To be an actress is a refuge. You are taken everywhere, stay in wonderful hotels, everyone looks after you.
Religion is all-too-often a refuge for scoundrels.
London clubland divides itself between the St James’s refuge for toffs, and the Conquest of Cool, for the arts and media.
When I was about seven, one or two people encouraged me, and art became an enormous and important refuge. By adolescence, I was absolutely passionate about it and felt those paintings and those painters, whether they lived a few hundred years ago or were still alive, were somehow my companions.
I am not a refugee. I sought refuge for many years, but the word ‘refugee’ does not define me. It just limits me and puts me in a box.
My grand affair appears settled, for America is certain of her independence, humanity has gained her cause, and liberty will never be without a place of refuge.
My place of refuge is definitely watching movies and playing video games. I know that’s kind of hard to fathom.
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