It is a kind of inner thing, they can't get to, can't touch, that is yours.
The good things are not dead.
Hope is a good thing, maybe the best of things, and no good thing ever ever.
Fear can hold you prisoner, hope can set you free.
Hope is a good thing, maybe the best of things, and no good thing ever dies.
Hard to live or die hard.
It makes sense to be busy living or busy dying.
I think I have only one choice: either get busy living or get busy dying.
Some people are busy dying, others are busy living.
Give your thoughts to God, and give me your body.
Listen to me, my friend. Hope is a dangerous thing. Hope can make people crazy.
I hope that the Pacific Ocean is as blue as I dreamed I was.
Fear of imprisonment soul, hope you free.
I hope the Pacific is as blue as I dreamed it was.
Get busy living or get busy dying, there are only two choices.
In a quiet place, a person can hear his own thoughts.
A person's value should not be measured on the day of his worst.
Fear bound your heart and hope to release your heart.
In a flash, all of the past away from you, the rest of the only memories.
Some birds are not close, because they are too bright.
Perhaps one day you muster the courage, to make a clean breast of everything in the heart only ended up to let others see the joke, because they did not understand you to say what, also don't know why do you think things are so important, say, almost cried out. I think the worst thing in the world, than with full of heart and secret, but no one can tell, but no one can understand!
Some birds is ultimately caged, because their feathers are just too bright, and when they fly away, you will sincerely congratulations on their freedom to enjoy; however helpless is: you have to continue in this boring drag out an ignoble existence.
These walls are really interesting. At first you hate it, then you get used to it. After a considerable period of time, you will depend on it.
I find I'm so excited. I can barely sit still or think about it. I think only those who have a long way to go on a journey to regain their freedom will feel the excitement of the upcoming mystery. I hope to cross the border and shake hands with my friends. I hope the Pacific is as blue as a dream. I hope。
I look back on the past, committed a felony little fool, I want to communicate with him and let him understand, but I can't do this, the boy would not see the, only my old trunk.
If the heart is a cage, if it is a cage, the freedom is not outside, but in the heart.
It takes a strong man to save himself, and a great man to save another.
The story itself is the protagonist, rather than the story of the people.
Fear can hold you prisoner, hope can set you free. A strong man can save.
You'd say he did it to please the guards. Or maybe it's in order to do a good job with us. And I thought he was just to experience the feeling of a normal person again, even just for a short moment.
There are only two things in life that are busy living and dying.
Remember, hope is a good thing, maybe the best of things. And no good thing ever dies.
It comes down to a simple choice: get busy living or get busy dying.
The sun in the head, like a free man.
Remember, hope is good.
I think the only free man can feel this kind of excitement, a free man step on a long journey, towards the uncertain future.
The important thing is often the hardest, because words will reduce its importance; to let strangers care about the good things in your life, originally is not easy.
I have to remind myself that some birds are not meant to be caged. Their feathers are just too bright.
Some birds are not meant to be caged, their feathers are just too bright, sang so sweetly and too wild, so you have to let them go, otherwise which day you open the cage to feed them, they will think of ways and sped away.
There is a kind of bird that can never be closed, for its feathers are shining bright.
The belief in God, bad life to me.
Hope is a good thing, maybe the best of things, and no good thing ever dies.
Hope is the most beautiful people have, as long as they do not give up, hope will always be accompanied by.
Remember, hope is a good stuff, maybe the best thing, and no good stuff will fade away!
Some birds are not meant to be caged, their feathers are just too bright.
A diploma is not necessarily can create a person, just as a prison may not be defeated every one.
Every man is his own God. If you give up yourself, who else will save you? A strong man can save.
I have to say to myself that some birds aren't very close. Their feathers are just too bright. When they fly away, you know it's a sin to lock them up, and you'll be inspired by them. Still, the place you live in is that much more drab and empty that they're gone. I think I really miss my friends.
You know some birds are not meant to be caged, their feathers are just too bright.
These walls are very interesting. When you first went to jail, you hated the high walls, and slowly, you get used to it. This is called institutionalization.
Every man is his own God. If you give up yourself, who will save you? Everyone is busy, some are busy living, some are busy dying. Busy chasing fame and fortune in your busy daily necessities of you, stop to think a second: your brain, is not already institutionalized? Where is your God?
I hope I can cross the border. I hope the Pacific is as blue as I dreamed it is. I hope to see my friend again, and shake his hand.
He made the worst of it, because he knew that it would be good to have an optimistic expectation as long as he was prepared for the worst.
Do not forget, the world through all the walls of things, it is in our hearts, they can not reach, but also can not contact, that is hope.
We sit in the sun, it feels like a free man. I seem to be repairing the roof of my own house. We are the creator. And Andy -- he was in the shade of this pause, a strange smile on his face, watching us drink his beer.
I look back in the past, the little fool who committed a serious crime. I want to talk with him, want to tell him about the truth of life, tell him what is right and wrong. But I do, the child is gone, I am only one old man.
Also, Andy, if you really go to the south, please look at the stars, feel the sand, play in the water, feel completely free, after the sun goes down.
Hope is a good thing, maybe the best of things, and no good thing never dies.
In third there were between and overcome all worldly thoughts and enter sainthood, this is a road all mature adults will choose the. Two victims of the right to take it lightly, try to put good faith in front of.
It comes down to a simple choice: not busy living a life, it is a step toward death. Let you sad things, one day, you will say with a smile.
Among all things, hope is the most beautiful, the most beautiful thing, and never dies.
Hope is a good thing and maybe the best of things. And no good thing ever dies.
They give you a life, but they take the most important thing in your life.
This is where the meaning lies. You need it, just like you don't forget. Forget that there are places in the world that are not surrounded by stone. Forget your heart and your own things, they can't touch.
It comes down to a simple choice: not busy living a life, it is a step toward death.
When you live in a pressure cooker, you have to learn how to survive, but also learn to put them a way out, otherwise they will be in your throat open. You have to learn to understand.
Some birds can't be kept in the house, because their feathers are just too bright!
The high wall in the prison is really interesting. When you first went to jail, you hated the high walls, and slowly, you get used to it. This is the system.
This is all mature adults will choose a road for people like us, we know that in between the divine and the triad member and a second choice. So you will strike a balance between gains and losses, the two victims of the right to take its light, try to put good faith in front of.
There are some things in this world that cannot be carved into stone. In our hearts, there is a place can not be locked, and that place is called hope.
System is a very strange thing, at the beginning, people resist it, and then slowly used it, to the end, can not do without it.
Man this life, two things. Either get busy living or get busy dying.
Every man is his own God. If you give up yourself, who will save you? Everyone is busy, some are busy living, some are busy dying. Busy ambitions of you, busy fuel you, stop to think a second: where is your God? Fear can hold you prisoner, hope can set you free. A strong man can save.
Embrace the best hope, but do the worst plan.
Some birds are not meant to be caged, their feathers are just too bright, sang so sweetly and too wilderness, so you have to let them go, otherwise which day you open the cage to feed them, they will think of ways and sped away. You know it's not right to shut them up, so you'll feel happy for them, but it's still going to be a dark and empty place for them to go.
People alive is to free, everyone is his own God, if you have to give up yourself, who will save you. Everyone is busy, some are busy living, some are busy dying. Busy ambitions of you, busy tea m Bu of you, stop to think a second: your brain is not a has been institutionalized, your God in where? A prisoner, hope can make you feel free, the strong man can save.