It reminds me of a piece of jade. The emerald light coming from within is refracted and dispersed according to the consistency of the impurities that gave it its quality.

[Russell] Baker writes columns as a poet writes light verse-with tongue in cheek and a steady hand.

He doesn't watch, he notices.

We fall into silence and I let out a defeated sigh, resting my head against the cold stone wall. Great, just great. I’m not only stuck who knows where for who knows how long, but I’m stuck here with a crazy chick who thinks she can see the future.

when I am child I wanted to grow and feel in love....but now??how I wanted to be child again becoz it easy to heal a broken knee...than to heal a broken heart.... mao man,....-REBEKAH_

Hands on hips, Jade snickered. "I'm invincible. Go ahead and give it your best shot."
"I wonder how invincible you'd be if I shoved an M-80 up your ass?