Dear Lord,' he said. 'let me be like Aron. Donโt make me mean. I donโt want to be. If you will let everybody like me, why, Iโll give you anything in the world, and if I havenโt got it, why, Iโll go for to get it. I donโt want to be mean. I donโt want to be lonely. For Jesusโ sake, Amen.
John SteinbeckMen do change, and change comes like a little wind that ruffles the curtains at dawn, and it comes like the stealthy perfume of wildflowers hidden in the grass.
John Steinbeck