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“The American flag doesn't give her glory on a peaceful, calm day. It's when the winds pick up and become boisterous, do we see her strength. When she unfolds her hand, and shows her frayed fingers, where we see the stretch of red-blood lines of man that fought for this land. The purity of white stripes that strips our sins, and the stars of Abraham's covenant, broad in a midnight blue sky. The rights our forefathers established. As it waves high in the currents of freedom, where the Torch of Liberty shines over the sea, does she give meaning to unity. When we strive as one nation, or when it drops half-mast, to a fallen soldier.”

“One of the signs of a great society is the diligence with which it passes culture from one generation to the next. This culture is the embodiment of everything the people of that society hold dear: its religious faith, its heroes.....when one generation no longer esteems it's own heritage and fails to pass the torch to its children, it is saying in essence that the very foundational principles and experiences that make the society what it is are no longer valid. This leaves that generation without any sense of definition or direction, making them the fulfillment of Karl Marx's dictum, 'A people without a heritage are easily persuaded.' What is required when this happens and the society has lost its way, is for leaders to arise, who have not forgotten the discarded legacy and who love it with all their hearts. They can then become the voice of that lost generation, wooing an errant generation back to the faith of their fathers, back to the ancient foundations and bedrock values.... (Allegendly cited in Stephen Mansfield - Never Give In, The Extraordinary Character of Winston Churchill)”

“Let's recognize that no one is capable of enslaving or murdering billions of people. No one, at least not anyone alive today, perhaps in the past, with more primitive ways in more primitive times, but life for most of us has passed a line, where almost everyone within those billions has had access to a chance of living a worthy existance. If it is not possible to play out a strategy to the extreme, then it is a flawed long-term strategy. There's only one way forward which promotes good health and an explosion of advancements. With reflection of where we've been and what it is we expect from near and distant futures.”

“Vitibegi vya makomandoo wa Tume ya Dunia (vitibegi vya msalaba mwekundu na vitibegi vya kujiokolea) vilikuwa na vifaa maridadi vya kisasa kama vile pisto, visu, madawa ya huduma ya kwanza, kalamu za Inka, ramani za Meksiko, tochi ndogo zenye mwanga mkali za Cyba-Lite, Vioo vya TOPS, vibiriti vya Firesteel, pasi za kusafiria, pesa na vipenga vyenye viwango vya sauti vya desabo 126. Kipenga chenye kiwango cha sauti cha desabo 126 kinaweza kupasua ngoma za masikio ya adui, na kuwajulisha Vijana wa Tume mwenzao alipo hivyo kwenda haraka na kumpa msaada.”

“And when all the lights have gone out, such as is the case in the modern era, we must look at the brilliance which shines in far off places, and journey to it. We must bring the Grail back to The People. It is up to us to undertake a most perilous journey. Success isn’t guaranteed. But we go forth regardless. Do you have the courage to join us?”

“It’s on the third night, during our game, that I answer the question eating away at me. Crazy Cat becomes a metaphor for my situation. I am Buttercup. Peeta, the thing I want so badly to secure, is the light. As long as Buttercup feels he has the chance of catching the elusive light under his paws, he’s bristling with aggression. (That’s how I’ve been since I left the arena, with Peeta alive.) When the light goes out completely, Buttercup’s temporarily distraught and confused, but he recovers and moves on to other things. (That’s what would happen if Peeta died.) But the one thing that sends Buttercup into a tailspin is when I leave the light on but put it hopelessly out of his reach, high on the wall, beyond even his jumping skills. He paces below the wall, wails, and can’t be comforted or distracted. He’s useless until I shut the light off. (That’s what Snow is trying to do to me now, only I don’t know what form his game takes.)”