There are places in this world that aren't made out of stone. That there's something inside... that they can't get to, that they can't touch. That's yours.
Remember, hope is a good thing, maybe the best of things. And no good thing ever dies.
It takes a strong man to save himself,and a great man to save another.
These walls are funny. First you hate em. Then you get used to em. Enough time passes, you get so you depend on them. Thats institutionalized.
I have to remind myself that some birds arent meant to be caged.
Everyone is his own God. If you have to give up myself, who else would save you? Everyone is busy, some are busy for living, or busy to die. Busy chasing fame and fortune for you, busy with the fuel you, stop and think a second: your brain, is it right? Already institutionalized? Where is your God?