“the sensation of trying to escape... but never being able to... i'm sure i felt that... that's... death”
“If you'd just try, I'm sure you'd be able to fly.”
“That's what death is, Danny thought: wanting to talk to someone and not being able to.”
“I'm sure you won't dream of trying to escape from your obligations by fleeing the city...''I assure you the thought never even crossed my mind, lord.''Indeed? Then if I were you I'd sue my face for slander.”
“That's the funny thing about trying to escape. You never really can. Maybe temporarily, but not completely.”
“And where, I ask you, can a man escape to, when he hasn’t enough madness left inside him? The truth is an endless death agony. The truth is death. You have to choose: death or lies. I’ve never been able to kill myself.”