The Republic is weak and broken." I narrow my eyes. "But it is still your country. Fight for it. This is your home, not theirs.

The day is ending; it's not coming back.

A day of bad writing is always better than a day of no writing.

Each day carries in the blessings of God and you have unlimited access to all it offers.

God gave the day, God gave the strength.

Happily Ever After starts every time you woke up.

The Republic's most wanted criminal is just a boy, sitting before me, suddenly vulnerable, laying all his weaknesses out for me to see.

We born on date we ll die on date but not the same date or same day never.

Her eyes are brown like the morning sand breaking in a new day.

Life is merely one very long day that routinely gets dark to give people a sensible excuse to keep their eyes closed for 8 hours.