Froi saw the foolishness of dreamers, and he decided he'd like to die so foolish. With a dream in his heart about the possibilities, rather than a chain of hopelessness.
Melina MarchettaHis father's made us paint half this town and if we stick around any longer he'll make us paint the rest of it." -Jonah Griggs
Melina MarchettaAnd then their voices stopped and their souls stood still and they ceased being who they had been. Because who they were had always been determined by him.
Melina MarchettaWe're an Ag college," I explain to them. "Not as good as the one in Yanco but we have livestock." "Cows?" Anson Choi asks, covering his nose. "Pigs, too. And horses. Great for growing tomatoes. The Cadets are wanna-be soldiers. City people. They may know how to street fight but they don't know how to wade through manure. "I'm going to throw up," one of the guys says. "Don't feel too bad," I explain. "Some of our lot did while they were laying out this stuff. Actually, right there where you're standing.
Melina MarchettaI live on the Jellicoe Road. Where trees make canopies over-head and where you can sit at the top of them and see forever.
Melina MarchettaYou've been quiet these past days," Trevanion said. "Are you going to tell me what the...exchange of words was about?" "Who said there was an exchange of words?" Finnikin asked with irritation. "When a woman says 'I hope you fall under your horse' and 'catch your death, then see if I grieve you,'" Perri said, "then there's been an exchange of words." Finnikin glared at him. "In my humble opinion.
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