There's always someone who is trying to help.

Whatever we choose to imagine can be as private as we want it to be. Nobody knows what you're thinking or feeling unless you share it.

What do you think it is that drives people to want far more than they could ever use or need? I frankly think it's insecurity. How do we let the world know that the trappings of this life are not the things that are ultimately important for being accepted?

Love isn't a state of perfect caring, it is an active noun like struggle.

Discovering the truth about ourselves is a lifetime’s work, but it’s worth the effort.

It's a beautiful day in the neighborhood, a beautiful day for a neighbor. Would you be mine; could you be mine?

I've always wanted to have a neighbor just like you. I've always wanted to live in a neighborhood with you.