I can be a very valuable friend to you, but you do not want me as an enemy.

Soon I am seeing the blue-and-yellow flags that line the campus streets, and it makes me feel happy and sad at the same time to be back at La Salle--almost like looking at old pictures of people who have either died or with whom you have lost contact.

I can be a very valuable friend to you, but you do not want me as an enemy.

When she needed help most, she was abandoned--and only when she offered help to others was she beloved.

I will not be quoting Hemingway anytime soon, nor will I ever read another one of his books. And if he were still alive, I would write him a letter right now and threaten to strangle him dead with my bare hands just for being so glum. No wonder he put a gun to his head, like it says in the introductory essay.

Looking into another person's eyes for an extended period of time proved to be a powerful thing. And if you don't believe me, try it yourself.

You're different. And I'm different too. Different is good. But different is hard. Believe me, I know.