I'll be all right someday. I just need to wake up and find the door of this tomb.
Who are you? I want to know.
I only know partially myself, and I don't seem important enough that I should bother to help you understand me.
Who I am doesn't matter. It's you I should want to know.
Why are we all so frightened? It can only get better only if we're willing to risk it. Yet to cast aside doubt and distrust and truly be honest with each other is a difficult undertaking. So easy it is for someone to pass judgment rather than to show compassion. To be trusted one must bear evidence of an open and gentle heart. One must say, in words or action or attitude or all above, I will listen. I will be here. I will care. I will love.
That takes courage, more than I have. So help me God.
I only want to be useful before I die.