Fear can hold you prisoner. Hope can set you free. A strong man can save himself. A great man can save another.
I guess it comes down to a simple choice:get busy living or get busy dying.
Hope is a good thing, maybe the best of things, and no good thing ever dies .
There`s not a day goes by I don`t feel regret. Not because I`m in here, or because you think I should. I look back on the way I was then. Then a young, stupid kid who committed that terrible crime. I want to talk to him. I want to try and talk some sense to him, tell him the way things are. But I can`t. That kid`s long gone and this old man is all that`s left. I got to live with that. Rehabilitated? It`s just a bullshit word. So you go on and stamp your form, sorry, and stop wasting my time. Because to tell you the truth, I don`t give a shit.