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“Jewels of the World

Memory

Where everything gains,
Where everything is lost,
Where light sleeps and
Darkness reins.

Memory

A footstep washed away,
An impression saved.
Where time knows no boundaries
and washes away.

Memory

A foreign thought
A forged lie,
A deformed way that
Can’t be bought.

Memory

A slipped flash,
Gone forever from mentality,
Encased in darkness and is
Nothing but a dash-

Memory

Compressed to specifics,
Denied of choice,
Of grace,
Left to the efficient.

Memory

An expectation of retrospect,
Penetrating mentality
And asking only
for respect.

Memory

Like the evening pond,
Encasement of treasures
to be held with care,
Before they are gone.

Memory

Something to be kept,
Never to be borrowed
Or stolen,
Or even to be met”
― Lacy Williams

“I am an alien. i am not of this world, nor do I call it "home". My desires are not for earthly things that will fade, corrode or burn. I set my heart and mind on things above. My faith and hope are in God alone and I eagerly await His return for me, because you see, "I'm a citizen of heaven...”
― Derek M. Puma, The Message: Live Life, Treasure True Love, Find Faith

“Hold fast to dreams,
For if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird,
That cannot fly.”
― Langston Hughes

“Love doesn't just sit there, like a stone, it has to be made, like bread; remade all the time, made new.”
― Ursula K. Le Guin, The Lathe of Heaven

“Women and cats will do as they please, and men and dogs should relax and get used to the idea.”
― Robert A. Heinlein

“Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply gives you courage.”
― Lao Tzu

“If you live to be a hundred, I want to live to be a hundred minus one day so I never have to live without you.”
― Joan Powers, Pooh's Little Instruction Book

“The more that you read, the more things you will know. The more that you learn, the more places you'll go.”
― Dr. Seuss, I Can Read with My Eyes Shut!

“Success is not final, failure is not fatal: it is the courage to continue that counts.”
― Winston S. Churchill

“Death ends a life, not a relationship.”
― Mitch Albom, Tuesdays with Morrie: An Old Man, a Young Man, and Life's Greatest Lesson

“When I despair, I remember that all through history the way of truth and love have always won. There have been tyrants and murderers, and for a time, they can seem invincible, but in the end, they always fall. Think of it--always.”
― Mahatma Gandhi

“All we demanded was our right to twinkle.”
― Marilyn Monroe

“Whenever you find yourself on the side of the majority, it is time to reform (or pause and reflect).”
― Mark Twain

“The fool doth think he is wise, but the wise man knows himself to be a fool.”
― William Shakespeare, As You Like It

“All sacrifice and suffering is redemptive. It is used to either teach the individual or to help others. Nothing is by chance.”
― A.J. RUSSELL

“Project Princess

Teeny feet rock
layered double socks
Popping side piping of
many colored loose lace ups

Racing toe keeps up with fancy free gear
slick slide and just pressed recently weaved hair

Jeans oversized belie her hips, back, thighs
that have made guys sigh
for milleni year

Topped by an attractive jacket
her suit’s not for flacking, flunkies, junkies
or punk homies on the stroll.

Her hands mobile thrones of today’s urban goddess
Clinking rings link dragon fingers
no need to be modest.

One or two gap teeth coolin’
sport gold initials
Doubt you get to her name
just check from the side
please chill.

Multidimensional shrimp earrings
frame her cinnamon face
Crimson with a compliment if a
comment hits the right place

Don’t step to the plate
with datelines from ‘88
Spare your simple, fragile feelings
with the same sense that you came

Color woman variation reworks the french twist
with crinkle cut platinum frosted bangs
from a spray can’s mist

Never dissed, she insists:
“No you can’t touch this.”
And, if pissed, bedecked fists
stop boys who must persist.

She’s the one. Give her some. Under fire. Smoking
gun. Of which songs
are sung, raps are spun, bells are rung, rocked, pistols
cocked, unwanted
advances blocked, well stacked she’s jock. It’s all
about you girl. You go
on. Don’t you dare stop.”
― Tracie Morris, Intermission

“Poetry is what you find
in the dirt in the corner,

overhear on the bus, God
in the details, the only way

to get from here to there.”
― Elizabeth Alexander

“He who believes in Him is not condemned;but he who does not believe in Him is condemned already, because he has not believed in the name of the only begotten son of God”
― Anonymous, The Holy Bible: King James Version

“To strengthen what is right in a fool is a holy task”
― I-Ching

“I don't think any novelist should be concerned with literature…literature should be left to essayists. ”
― Jacqueline Susann

“So it's you and a syringe against the Capitol? See, this is why no one lets you make the plans.”
― Suzanne Collins, Catching Fire

“We had to save you because you're the mockingjay, Katniss," says Plutarch. "While you live, the revolution lives.”
― Suzanne Collins, Catching Fire

“I always channel my emotions into my work. That way, I don't hurt anyone but myself.”
― Suzanne Collins, Catching Fire

“The bird, the pin, the song, the berries, the watch, the cracker, the dress that burst into flames. I am the mockingjay. The one that survived despite the Capitol's plans. The symbol of the rebellion.”
― Suzanne Collins, Catching Fire

“We star-crossed lovers of District 12, who suffered so much and enjoyed so little the rewards of our victory, do not seek our fans' favor, grace them with our smiles, or catch their kisses. We are unforgiving.
And I love it. Getting to be myself at last.”
― Suzanne Collins, Catching Fire

“Katniss," Gale says softly.
I recognize that voice. It's the same one he uses to approach wounded animals before he delivers a deathblow. I Instinctively raise my hand to block his words but he catches it and holds on tightly.
Don't," I whisper.
But Gale is not one to keep secrets from me.
Katniss, There is no District Twelve.”
― Suzanne Collins, Catching Fire

“Peeta, you said at the interview you’d had a crush on me forever. When did forever start?

Oh, let’s see. I guess the first day of school. We were five. You had on a red plaid dress and your hair...it was in two braids instead of one. My father pointed you out when we were waiting to line up."

Your father? Why?"

He said, ‘See that little girl? I wanted to marry her mother, but she ran off with a coal miner.'"

What? You’re making that up!"

No, true story. And I said, 'A coal miner? Why did she want a coal miner if she could’ve had you?' And he said, 'Because when he sings...even the birds stop to listen.”
― Suzanne Collins, The Hunger Games

“Aim higher in case you fall short.”
― Suzanne Collins, Catching Fire

“But Mockingjays were never a weapon," said Madge. "They’re just songbirds. Right?"

"Yeah, I guess so,” I said, But it’s not true. A mockingbird is just a songbird. A mockingjay is a creature the capitol never intended to exist. They hadn’t counted on the highly controlled jabberjay having the brains to adapt to the wild, to thrive in a new form. They hadn’t anticipated its will to live.”
― Suzanne Collins, Catching Fire

“Stop fighting me!" he said, trying to pull on the arm he held.

He was in a precarious position himself, straddling the rail as he tried to lean over far enough to get me and actually hold onto me.

“Let go of me!” I yelled back.

But he was too strong and managed to haul most of me over the rail, enough so that I wasn’t in total danger of falling again.

See, here’s the thing. In that moment before I let go, I really had been contemplating my death. I’d come to terms with it and accepted it. I also, however, had known Dimitri might do something exactly like this. He was just that fast and that good. That was why I was holding my stake in the hand that was dangling free.

I looked him in the eye. "I will always love you."

Then I plunged the stake into his chest.

It wasn’t as precise a blow as I would have liked, not with the skilled way he was dodging. I struggled to get the stake in deep enough to his heart, unsure if I could do it from this angle. Then, his struggles stopped. His eyes stared at me, stunned, and his lips parted, almost into a smile, albeit a grisly and pained one.

"That’s what I was supposed to say. . .” he gasped out.

Those were his last words.”
― Richelle Mead, Blood Promise