Im Too Young to Go to Jail Its Kinda Funny
Jail Quotes
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He froze. The brown eyes that had been narrowed with aggravation suddenly went wide with...what? Amazement? Awe? Or perhaps that stunned feeling I kept having when I saw him?
Because suddenly, I was pretty sure he was experiencing the same thing I had earlier. He'd seen me plenty of times in Siberia. He'd seen me just the other night at the warehouse. But now...now he was truly viewing me with his own eyes. Now that he was no longer Strigoi, his whole world was different. His outlook and feelings were different. Even his soul was different.
It was like one of those moments when people talked about their lives flashing before their eyes. Because as we stared at one another, every part of our relationship replayed in my mind's eye. I remembered how strong and invincible he'd been when we first met, when he'd come to bring Lissa and me back to the folds of Moroi society. I remembered the gentleness of his touch when he's bandaged my bloodies and bettered hands. I remembered him carrying me in his arms after Victor's daughter Natalie had attacked me. Most of all, I remembered the night we'd been together in the cabin, just before the Strigoi had taken him. A year. We'd known each other only a year but we'd lived a lifetime in it.
And he was realizing that too, I knew as he studied me. His gaze was all-powerful, taking in every single one of my features and filing them away.
Dimly, I tried to recall what I looked like today. I still wore the dress from the secret meeting and knew it looked good on me. My eyes were probably bloodshot from crying earlier, and I'd only had time for a quick brushing of my hair before heading off with Adrian.
Somehow, I doubted any of it mattered. The way Dimitri was looking at me...it confirmed everything I'd suspected. The feelings he'd had for me before he'd been turned-the feelings that had become twisted while a Strigoi—were all still there. They had to be. Maybe Lissa was his savior. Maybe the rest of the Court thought she was a goddess. I knew, right then, that no matter how bedraggled I looked or how blank he tried to keep his face, I was a goddess to him."
― Spirit Bound
It must surely be a tribute to the resilience of the human spirit that even a small number of those men and women in the hell of the prison system survive it and hold on to their humanity."
― You Can't Be Neutral on a Moving Train: A Personal History of Our Times
― Killosophy
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― BoneMan's Daughters
― She's No Faerie Princess
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― The Sellout
― Travels With Myself
― I'm a Stranger Here Myself
― Life After Death
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― Prisons That Could Not Hold
― The Star King
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The sheriff also reported that the reoffending rate was down by a staggering 70 percent since introducing the color pink in the prison, and that no fights occurred among inmates since the walls were painted pink."
― The Power of Tattoos: Twelve Hidden Energy Secrets of Body Art Every Tattoo Enthusiast Should Know
There are prisons of bars and jailers,
There are dungeons of the mind,
And of family blackmailers.
Some sit manacled in a marriage cell,
Thunderous isolation next door,
All aflame in loveless hell.
Misery, with no parole in poverty's trap,
While in privileged ivory towers nearby,
Elite confinement in luxury's lap.
Inmates break free to a new golden age,
Other jailbirds await merciful luck,
Destined never to escape the cage.
© Stewart Stafford, 2022. All rights reserved."
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