Some birds don’t mean to be caged.
Their feathers are just too bright.
Hope is good thing, maybe the best of things.
And no good thing ever dies.
Fear can hold you prisoner.
Hope can set you free.
It takes a strong man to save himself,
and a great man to save another.
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.
The Shawshank Redemption