His mind and his flesh had separated, his brain had sat high and frightened above the mule of his body, a beast of burden that hopefully would make it alone over the treacherous mountain pass of Prison 33. But now as a woman ran a warm washcloth along the arch of his foot, the sensation was allowed to rise up, up into his brain , and it was okay to perceive again, to recognize forgotten parts of his body as they hailed him. His lungs were more than air bellows. His heart, he believed now, could do more than move blood.
Adam JohnsonIt's called a gui-tar. It's used to perform American rural music. It's said to be especially popular in Texas," he told her. "It's also the instrument of choice for playing 'the blues,' which is a form of American music that chronicles the pain caused by poor decision making.
Adam JohnsonTag: poor-decision-making
In this way, you’ll live forever.
Adam JohnsonTag: forever
Stories are factual...If a man and his story are in conflict it is the man who must change.....In America it is the man who matters not the story.
Adam JohnsonThe darkness inside your head is something your imagination fills with stories that have nothing to do with the real darkness around you.
Adam JohnsonThat’s how he’d thought of most people— appearing in your life like foundlings on the doorstep, only to be swept away later as if by flood .
Adam JohnsonA name isn’t a person,” Ga said. “Don’t ever remember someone by their name. To keep someone alive, you put them inside you, you put their face on your heart. Then, no matter where you are, they’re always with you because they’re a part of you.” He put his hands on their shoulders. “It’s you that matter, not your names. It’s the two of you I’ll never forget.
Adam JohnsonThey’re about a woman whose beauty is like a rare flower. There is a man who has a great love for her, a love he’s been saving up for his entire life, and it doesn’t matter that he must make a great journey to her, and it doesn’t matter if their time together is brief, that afterward he might lose her, for she is the flower of his heart and nothing will keep him from her.
Adam JohnsonAre there labor camps here?" he asked.
"No," she said.
"Mandatory marriages, forced-criticism sessions, loudspeaker?"
She shook her head.
"Then I'm not sure I could ever feel free here," he said.
Do you feel for the man hungry enough to steal?" Commander Ga asked as they drove by. "Or for the men who must hunt him down?"
"Isn't it the bird who suffers?" Sun Moon asked.
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