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Tag: hope, music

Suzanne Collins

It’s old, very old I think. Made up long ago in our hills. What my music teacher calls a mountain air. But the words are easy and soothing, promising tomorrow will be more hopeful than this awful piece of time we call today.

Steven Galloway

By the time the last few notes fade, his hope will be restored, but each time he’s force to resort to the Adagio it becomes harder, and he knows its effect is finite. There are only a certain number of Adagios left in him, and he will not recklessly spend this precious currency.

Andy Dufresne: ‘That’s the beauty of music. They can’t get that from you…haven’t you ever felt that way about music?’Red: ‘I played a mean harmonica as a younger man. Lost interest in it though. Didn’t make much sense in here.’Andy: ‘Here’s where it makes the most sense. You need it so you don’t forget.’ Red: ‘Forget?’Andy: ‘Forget that…there are places in this world that aren’t made out of stone. That there’s something inside…that they can’t get to, that they can’t touch. That’s yours.’Red: ‘What’re you talking about?’Andy: ‘Hope.

Suzanne Collins

It’s old, very old I think. Made up long ago in our hills. What my music teacher calls a mountain air. But the words are easy and soothing, promising tomorrow will be more hopeful than this awful piece of time we call today.

Steven Galloway

By the time the last few notes fade, his hope will be restored, but each time he’s force to resort to the Adagio it becomes harder, and he knows its effect is finite. There are only a certain number of Adagios left in him, and he will not recklessly spend this precious currency.

Andy Dufresne: ‘That’s the beauty of music. They can’t get that from you…haven’t you ever felt that way about music?’Red: ‘I played a mean harmonica as a younger man. Lost interest in it though. Didn’t make much sense in here.’Andy: ‘Here’s where it makes the most sense. You need it so you don’t forget.’ Red: ‘Forget?’Andy: ‘Forget that…there are places in this world that aren’t made out of stone. That there’s something inside…that they can’t get to, that they can’t touch. That’s yours.’Red: ‘What’re you talking about?’Andy: ‘Hope.