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“I wish I were a bird. I’d fly all the way up to the clouds and look down on this place, and then I’d go far away and never come back.”
― Jason Medina, No Hope For The Hopeless At Kings Park

“By the time she awoke she couldn’t even remember if she had a dream or a nightmare. There had only been a deathlike peace.”
― Jason Medina, No Hope For The Hopeless At Kings Park

“There’s one last reason why none of us ever tries to escape. There are a few of us who just don’t have anywhere else to go.”
― Jason Medina, No Hope For The Hopeless At Kings Park

“For a while she cried silently until she tired herself out and the overwhelming feeling of sleepiness overcame her. The room around her was fairly silent, although she wasn’t the only one crying herself to sleep. It was quite common at places like this to hear cries in the dark. There were so many saddened and lonesome souls around her. It was usually at night when they were reminded of just how sad and lonely they actually were.”
― Jason Medina, No Hope For The Hopeless At Kings Park

“Now to tell ya about our fellow inmates. Pay attention because there are a bunch of us anâ€� we each have a story.”
― Jason Medina, No Hope For The Hopeless At Kings Park

“We just wanted to see whose dick was in yer mouth. Call it curiosity.”
― Jason Medina, No Hope For The Hopeless At Kings Park

“They live their day to day existence in their confined environment by passing the time either sitting around the dayroom, reading, drawing, painting, watching television, listening to music, doing puzzles, or sleeping in the dormitory. Quite often patients sit near the windows and stare outside to a world that seems both foreign and out of reach to them. Some just sit on the floor, while leaning against the wall, due to a limited amount of proper seating.”
― Jason Medina, No Hope For The Hopeless At Kings Park

“Each of these patients counts on us to help them to the best of our abilities. We have an obligation to them. We shouldn’t turn our backs on them and give up. It’s not fair to them, nor is it fair to ourselves.”
― Jason Medina, No Hope For The Hopeless At Kings Park

“If you ever find yourself roaming around the grounds of the abandoned psychiatric center in the quiet town of Kings Park, or driving along Sweet Hollow Road at night, and you believe you might have heard a woman scream, you’d be very wise to watch your back. It just might be the angry vengeful ghost of Mary Hatchet watching you!”
― Jason Medina, No Hope For The Hopeless At Kings Park

“It was as if the trees had slowly begun to consume the buildings over the years, swallowing them up brick by brick. The sealed empty darkness of the structures gave them an extra eerie effect, as they almost glowed under the moonlight.”
― Jason Medina, No Hope For The Hopeless At Kings Park

“By dinnertime, Amanda had managed to pick off all of her red nail polish purely out of habit. She was disappointed and silently cursed at herself when she remembered not having anymore to put on. She stared at her fingernails for about twenty minutes for lack of something better to do.”
― Jason Medina, No Hope For The Hopeless At Kings Park

“Amanda had way too much time to think being at the hospital without any friends. She didn’t want to dwell on her thoughts for too long lest the wrong ones might emerge. She was hoping to forget what happened to her.”
― Jason Medina, No Hope For The Hopeless At Kings Park