1
This room was a prison, and she was her own jailer.
2
It would be like building one's own jail and employing one's own jailer.
3
And someday you will find your own jailer's daughter, and to her you will bring light.
4
She assumed Ian dreamed of his own jailer, lover, rapist, master: a minor gyre called Gothpys.
5
For I was my own jailer.
6
He holds that the individual is his own jailer, his own liberator, the preserver or loser of his own Eden.
7
And all this he must look upon and hear at a distance, since he had made himself his own jailer!
8
"You've been your own jailer, you could lay the strokes on heavy or light."
9
"You've been your own jailer, you could lay the strokes on heavy or light." He moved to the veille, and sat down.
10
"In the Black Fortress each man makes his own cell; each prisoner appoints his own jailer from the ranks of his deepest, most inescapable fears."