The worse illness of our time, is that so many people have to suffer from never being loved

Loneliness is the worst pain in this world. It constantly eats away the person's heart, and can cause the person to hate, to feel enraged. It is like a wound of the heart; the type of wounds that cannot go away with a kiss or a hug. The only thing that can make this great pain go away is love and compassion, another human heart to pull them out of this hell.

I'd like people to think of me as someone who cares about them.

Whoever is in the distress can call me. I will come running wherever they are.

Death doesn't frighten me.

The people that I care about are the people out there on the street. I can identify with them.

The worse illness of our time, is that so many people have to suffer from never being loved