But what really is immorality? And what does helping someone really mean? Helping them to be like everyone else, or helping them to be themselves?

Have you ever felt really close to someone? So close that you can't understand why you and the other person have two separate bodies, two separate skins?

And Annie showed me how ailanthus trees grow under subway and sewer gratings, stretching toward the sun, making shelter in the summer, she said, laughing, for the small dragons that live under the streets.

The thing about mountains is that you have to keep on climbing them, and that it's always hard, but there's a view from top every time when you finally get there.

But what really is immorality? And what does helping someone really mean? Helping them to be like everyone else, or helping them to be themselves?

Ugh! Young girls, they should laugh. Life's bad enough when you're grown, you might as well laugh when you're young.

Don't let ignorance win. Let love.