“Finding A WayI'd like you for a friend.I'd like to find the wayof asking you to be my friend.I don't know what to say.What would you like to hear?What is it I can do?There has to be some word, some lookConnecting me to you.”

“You know what you like. You know what you want. So all you have to do is find some work related to that stuff.”

“If you look in the mirror and don't like what you see, you can find out first hand what it's like to be me.”

“What would you like to do with my neck?’ I asked. ‘Seduce me with your words. Feel free.”

“My point is this — you don't know. When I was first here, people looked at my hair, noticed apples on my tray, and thought 'hippie.' Then, from 'hippie' they thought 'druggie.' From there it went to 'will get me in trouble' and 'not worth my time,' and then they stopped thinking at all. No one bothered to find out if what they thought about me was true. No one wanted to hear what I thought. No one cared what I believed in. No one cared about talking to me or asking what my plans were for the day or night. And then came you. Don't let what you think you know make him into what I could have been. Don't become someone who doesn't think, just because you don't like him for some reason. Because, quite frankly, I like how you think. Except for now, of course.”

“Do nothing that you would not like God to see. Say nothing you would not like God to hear. Write nothing you would not like God to read. Go no place where you would not like God to find you. Read no book of which you would not like God to say, "Show it to Me."Never spend your time in such a way that you would not like to have God say, "What are you doing?”