1. It takes a strong man to save himself, and a great man to save another. Hope is a good thing, maybe the best of things, and no good thing ever dies. Hope is a good thing, maybe the best of things, and no good thing ever dies. 3. I find I'm so excited. I can barely sit still or hold a thought in my head. I think it the excitement only a free man can feel, a free man at the start of a long journey whose conclusion is uncertain. I hope I can make it across the border. I hope to see my friend, and shake his hand. I hope the Pacific is as blue as it has been in my dreams. I hope. Sit down and think quietly. I think only those who have regained their freedom and are about to embark on a new journey can feel the excitement that is about to unveil the mystery of the future. I hope to hold my friend's hand across thousands of mountains and rivers. I hope that the waters of the Pacific Ocean are as blue as in my dreams: I hope...4. Fear can hold you prisoner. Hope can set you free. Fear can hold you prisoner. Hope can set you free. 5. Prison life consists of routine, and then more routine. Prison life is full of routine after routine. 6. These walls are kind of funny like that. First you hate them, then you get used to them. Enough time passed, get so you depend on them. That's institution alized. When you first went to prison, you hated the high walls around you; slowly, you got used to living in it; eventually you will find that you have to rely on it to survive. This is institutionalization. 7. I guess it comes down to a simple choice: get busy living or get busy dying. Life can be boiled down to a simple choice: either busy living or dying. 8. I have to remind myself that some birds aren't meant to be caged. Their feathers are just too bright. And when they fly away, the part of you that knows it was a sin to lock hem up DOES rejoice. Still, the place you live in is that much more drab and empty that they're gone. I guess I just miss my friend. When you leave...you will think it is a crime to lock them up, but you will feel lonely when they are gone, but I just miss my friend...9. There's not a day goes by I don't feel regret. Not because I'm in here, or because you think I should. I look back on the way I was then. Then a young, stupid kid who committed that terrible crime. I want to talk to him. I want to try and talk some sense to him, tell him the way things are. But I can't. That kid's long gone and this old man is all that's left. I got to live with that. Rehabilitated? It's just a bull**** word. So you go on and stamp your form , sonny, and stop wasting my time. Because to tell you the truth, I don't give a ****. Not to please you (parole officer). Looking back on the detours I have taken, how I want to say something to the stupid young man who committed the felony, tell him how I feel now, and tell him there are other ways to solve the problem. However, I can't do it anymore. The young man has long been submerged in the long river of years, leaving only an old man facing the past alone. Re-behave? It's a lie! Boy, stop wasting my time and stamp your chapter, I have nothing to say. 10. Hope is a dangerous thing. Hope can drive a man insane. Hope is a dangerous thing. Hope to drive people crazy11. I have no idea to this day what those two Italian ladies were singing about. Truth is, I don't want to know. Some things are better left unsaid. I'd like to think they were singing about something so beautiful it can't expressed in words and it makes you heartache because of it I tell you, those voices soared higher and farther than anybody in a great place dares to dream. It was as if some beautiful bird had flapped into our drab little cage an d made these walls dissolve away, and for the briefest of moments, every last man is Shawshank felt free. To today I still don’t know those two What an Italian lady is singing, in fact, I don't want to know. Some things are better not to be said. I think they are singing some very beautiful and moving stories, so beautiful that it is difficult to express in words, and beautiful to make you heartache. Let me tell you, these voices go straight into the sky, flying farther than any dream that anyone dared to imagine. It's like some beautiful birds flapping their wings to come to our brown cage, letting those walls disappear without a trace. At that moment, everyone in Shark Castle felt free. those voices soared higher and farther than anybody in a great place dares to dream. It was as if some beautiful bird had flapped into our drab little cage an d made these walls dissolve away, and for the briefest of moments, every last man is Shawshank felt free. I still don’t know what those two Italian ladies are singing. In fact, I don’t want to know. Some things are better not to be said. I think they are singing some very beautiful and moving stories, which are so beautiful that it is difficult to express in words, and they are beautiful to make your heartache. Let me tell you, these voices go straight into the sky, flying farther than any dream that anyone dared to imagine. It's like some beautiful birds flapping their wings to come to our brown cage, letting those walls disappear without a trace. At that moment, everyone in Shark Castle felt free. those voices soared higher and farther than anybody in a great place dares to dream. It was as if some beautiful bird had flapped into our drab little cage an d made these walls dissolve away, and for the briefest of moments, every last man is Shawshank felt free. I still don’t know what those two Italian ladies are singing. In fact, I don’t want to know. Some things are better not to be said. I think they are singing some very beautiful and moving stories, so beautiful that it is difficult to express in words, and beautiful to make you heartache. Let me tell you, these voices go straight into the sky, flying farther than any dream that anyone dared to imagine. It's like some beautiful birds flapping their wings to come to our brown cage, letting those walls disappear without a trace. At that moment, everyone in Shark Castle felt free.
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