“To live in hearts we leave behind is not to die.”

“Tis distance lends enchantment to the view, and robes the mountain in its azure hue.”

“And muse on Nature with a poet's eye.”

“The patriot's blood is the seed of Freedom's tree.”

“How delicious is the winning of a kiss at love's beginning.”

“And Freedom shrieked as Kosciusko fell!”

“...I gave you painted air - tears I couldn't weep - truths I couldn't speak - all the words that caught in my throat...”

“He wept, and it felt as if the tears were cleansing him, as if his body needed to empty itself.”

“Prim, let go," I say harshly, because this is upsetting me and I don't want to cry. When they televise the replay of the reapings tonight, everyone will make note of my tears, and I'll be marked as...”