My body is no schoolboy.

I assume I don't need an introduction.

You sense my loneliness, (...) my bitterness at being shut out of life. My bitterness that I'm evil, that I don't deserve to be loved and yet I need love hungrily. My horror that I can never reveal myself to mortals. But these things don't stop me, Mother. I'm too strong for them to stop me. As you said yourself once, I am very good at being what I am. These things merely now and then make me suffer, that's all

I'm hoping what all sentient beings hope ... that somehow I'm part of something larger than myself, in which I play a role, an actual role that is somehow intended and meaningful.

I think love can save the world. When we love, we completely recognize the value of the other.

What if I could give you your life back; pluck out the pain; and give you a world of unimaginable beauty that would be for all time.

Sweet to think on it, that when we are last weary of all this world there is the rising sun