To be human is to keep rattling the bars of the cage of existence, hollering, 'What's it for?'

The world does not need tourists who ride by in a bus clucking their tongues. The world as it is needs those who will love it enough to change it, with what they have, where they are.

Hide-and-seek, grown-up style. Wanting to hide. Needing to be sought. Confused about being found.

The grass is not always greener on the other side of the fence. The grass is greenest where it is watered.

I wanted to be a citizen of the world but not in a superficial way.

I do not want to know what you will hope for. I want to know what you will work for. I do not want your sympathy for the needs of humanity. I want your muscle. As the wagon driver said when they came to a long, hard hill: ‘Them that’s going on with us, get out and push. Them that ain’t, get out of the way’.

The heart will turn to a prune if love is always by the numbers. How will you know if someone really loves you if they only meet your expectations and not your needs?