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People imprison themselves.
When an intruder has paid a visit, in the natural course of events your things are gone: toys, valuables, private relics, the last few chocolate chip cookies.
Security is a double-edged sword: While a fence sure protects the fenced; it also imprisons the protected.
Who is to guard the guards themselves?
The only place I can go where I'm not mobbed is my house.
Your home is your refuge.
I've built a wall around me, never letting anybody inside and trying not to venture outside myself
Keep the bars open-we're coming home.
This barricade is made neither of paving stones, nor of timbers, nor of iron; it is made of two mounds, a mound of ideas and a mound of sorrows. Here misery encounters the ideal. Here the day embraces the night, and says: I will die with you and you will be born again with me.
Grab their lines! Stop that coffeehouse!" someone was shouting. "There are fugitives and cell-breakers aboard!
parked and placed the POLICE sign on the dashboard.
In the event that armed men of any sort enter the building, watch their feet closely.
And we're locked in."
"I am actually aware of that."
"I mean the guard is locked out
The fountain has not played itself out, the Flame still shines, the River still flows, the Spring still bubbles forth, the Light has not faded. But between us and It, there is a veil which is more like fifty feet of solid concrete. Deus absconditus. Or we have absconded.
My men are being unmercifully shelled. They cannot hold out if an attack is launched. The firing line and my headquarters are being plastered with heavy guns and the town is being swept by shrapnel. I myself am O.K. but the front line is being buried.
home from school!
Take down the walls
Stay safe. Stay alive. Stay unreanimated.
cloak of secrecy: the private asylums and single-lodging establishments, both
I'm on my way home. I'll remain trapped there forever. I'm alive and don't want to be.
The wall, safe haven for what is forbidden, gives a voice to all those who would, without it, be condemned to silence
Gates Open at Nightfall & Close at Dawn in swirly lettering, and under that, in tiny plain letters: Trespassers Will Be Exsanguinated Bailey doesn't know what "exsanguinated" means, but he doesn't much like the sound of it.
Run and hide. We're on our way.
Trapped in a trap of your own making.
His safe haven had turned into an ambush.
You are in a prison with no bars. I worry about you.
Do not be misled by the fact that you are at liberty and relatively free; that for the moment you are not under lock and key: you have simply been granted a reprieve.
Fucked Up
Set up
Faced up
Jacked up
Sitting there in chokey
14 years old
No lock on the door
But no way out
No joking
No hoping
No nothing
Pinned Down.
To a surrounded enemy, you must leave a way of escape.
What's the nature of your emergency?'
oh, shit! Just come! There are dead people out here!
I looked out to see a forbidding place with granite walls and towering gates,
implacable barriers to be reckoned with, the words strung across the archway struck fear into
my confused mind:
MARSH LUNATIC ASYLUM.
This was my new home for now.
gate, the guards, who
Behind every no entry sign there's a door.
Come back with your shield or on it.
door, and locking it behind them.
Here is an unfenced existance
I'm capsized, staring on the edge of safe.
As our listeners will know, unless they've taken refuge at the bottom of a garden pond or somewhere similar, You-Know-Who's strategy of remaining in the shadows is creating a nice little climate of panic.
In this city, every deserted street corner conceals a crowd. It appears in a minute when something disrupts the way in which the world is supposed to work. It can disappear almost as instantaneously.
Not well-built walls, but brave citizens are the bulwark of the city.
I am well protected Too locked up Inside myself To get free
forcibly stopped them,
There's this absurd situation on a movie set where your trailer's here and the set is here and the lunch tent is here, and you're not allowed to get yourself from these three places.
In this shrinking world, it is futile to seek safety behind geographical barriers. Real security will be found only in law and in justice.
I am frightened. I have known fear before, but there was always an escape; even during the terror of the military coup there was the salvation of exile. Now I am in a blind alley with all doors closed to hope, and I don't know how to handle so much fear.
Doors, doors, doors everywhere, and all locked and bolted. In no place save from the windows in the castle walls is there an available exit. The castle is a veritable prison, and I am a prisoner!
Yellow police tape stretched across the motel room door. I stood beside it, waiting for Mr. Stick-Up-His-Butt to finish up in the office.
A house without security cannot be a home!
The enemy's gate is down.
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)
locking the little scamp in the basement.
A cage that cannot be seen is no less there than if the walls were made of steel.
There may not be time.' Strax said, 'to conduct a full surveillance regime according to prescribed regulations in order to formulate a coherent strategy of the best method to effect entry.'
'That's true,' Madame Vastra agreed. 'So I suggest you simply break down this door.
We did what we are supposed to. We protected home. We have to try to do it again Thursday night.
As long as there are men the bulwark is safe.
I proceed, gentlemen, to call your attention to the present state of insane persons confined within the commonwealth; in cages, closets, cellars, stalls, pens; chained, naked, beaten with rods, and lashed into obedience.
security guard says.
These walls are funny. First you hate 'em, then you get used to 'em. Enough time passes, you get so you depend on them. That's institutionalized.
The enemy gate is down.
closed behind Anne
make a quick trip to the village. I didn't bring any protection.
Be isolated, be ignored, be attacked, be in doubt, be frightened, but do not be silenced.
Where can we hide in fair weather, we orphans of the storm?
You let the cops in. Thy've brought in a ram to take down the front door. A white chick in an evening gown will settle the cops faster than a brother with guns.
Homeland Security is armed and locked and ready to blow your brains out if you start protesting martial law.
I don't hide out. If you build a wall around yourself, it draws people to invade it. Fear is the enemy.
I am in cage. I wish to be free.
We're surrounded. That simplifies the problem!
completely deserted.
I heard all three bolts click home. Even if I screamed, they'd never let me back inside. That's the protocol when you're in the field. No matter how loudly you yell, they never let you in. Not if they want to live, anyway.
Every closed door aint locked.
When we shut people out, we wall ourselves in;When we stop building bridges, we start erecting fences.
These are they whose youth was violently severed by war and death; a word on the telephone, a scribbled line on paper, and their future ceased. They have built up their lives again, but their safety is not absolute, their fortress not impregnable.
Here in my car, I feel safest of all, I can lock all the doors.
Is there anybody hiding there in the dark?
A fortress with an arsenal of weapons designed to stave off hungry,
Although care must be taken not to kill or injure anyone while these persons are being taken into custody, resistance must be broken!
It's never easy to leave one's home, especially when there are only closed doors ahead of you.
...[M]en are put in a sort of guard-post, from which one must not release one's self or run away...
Ready to go but never to return.
Wall your life, guard your heart and mind your mind! A life without a wall least blocks something! A mind without a wall accepts anything at all!
Seal the openings, shut the doors, and until your last day you will not be exhausted. Widen the openings, interfere, and until your last day you will not be safe.
Somewhere hidden in all that chaos is a sanctuary
He was bound inside this body, trapped, an airborne being caged. In
town, it says. Depart immediately
If you care anything about your personal security, you should first of all pray for order and tranquility throughout the four quarters of the land ...
Prisoned in glass beneath my seals of red.
Rules for Disappearing by Witness Protection Prisoner #18A7R04M: Don't fall into a routine. Shake things up. Doing the same thing over and over makes you feel comfortable. And feeling comfortable is bad.
Like a bird, when his cage is opened, stays on his perch, dazzled by freedom, the postponed traveler does not see that his cage, with its bars of anxiety, it is open.
When you build a wall to protect yourself against one person be warned
everyone is now out there except for you.
Room 121. Be there.
Angeles was safe from invasion; the invaders wouldn't find a place to park - I
Secure the radius!
Silence, always my fortress, sometimes my prison
It's hard to believe we're barricading ourselves against the one boy who used to protect me.
In the city, I wake bolt upright in the small hours, convinced that intruders are marauding through our apartment despite Swiss bank-style security arrangements.
What may seem like a reasonable way of protecting oneself can look very different from the other side of the border.
It is unfortunate that we have to live in a fortress, but we are forced to do so given the high crime rate in the country. I travel with two bodyguards all the time and there is substantial cost involved
expelled from the garden.
Having been ripped open and drained by the crowd
When I enter my home,
Many homes seem to be waiting for me
to give a shape to this life
which is about to perish.