“Faith and love are the two most wonderful emotions that one can truly have and enjoy. They can fill you with rapture and bring warmth to your smile and your heart. They can fill you with joy and give you an understanding of life. They are what makes life seem wonderful and full of hope. They are what each and everyone of us deserve, cherish and need. They are so full of light that darkness will never blanket them from sight. They are full of love. And, love, my dear friends are what gives us life.”

“The I am a fool,” he said bitterly. “But a fool with faith. I am tired of treating hunger pains and mending broken bones with weak painkillers and scrap-wood splints. I must believe there’s something better out there. My people deserve it. You deserve it.”

“It sounded old. Deserve. Old and tired and beaten to death. Deserve. Now it seemed to him that he was always saying or thinking that he didn’t deserve some bad luck, or some bad treatment from others. He’d told Guitar that he didn’t “deserve” his family’s dependence, hatred, or whatever. That he didn’t even “deserve” to hear all the misery and mutual accusations his parents unloaded on him. Nor did he “deserve” Hagar’s vengeance. But why shouldn’t his parents tell him their personal problems? If not him, then who? And if a stranger could try to kill him, surely Hagar, who knew him and whom he’d thrown away like a wad of chewing gum after the flavor was gone––she had a right to try to kill him too.Apparently he though he deserved only to be loved–from a distance, though–and given what he wanted. And in return he would be…what? Pleasant? Generous? Maybe all he was really saying was: I am not responsible for your pain; share your happiness with me but not your unhappiness.”

“You don’t deserve to understand truth if all that you want is just the normal life.”

“And now, for something completely the same:Wasted time and wasted breath,’s what I’ll make, until my death.Helping people ‘d be as good,but I wouldn’t, if I could.For the few that help deserve,have no need, or not the nerve,help from strangers to accept,plus from mine a few have wept.Wept from joy, or from despair,or just from my vengeful stare.Ways I have, to look at stupid,make them see I am not Cupid.Make them see they are in error,for of truth I am a bearer.Most decide I’m just a bear,mauling at them, – like I care.”

“Don’t appreciate me, I’m not up to it. Don’t criticize me, I don’t deserve it. Just be my friend and forgive me, because I am craving for it.”

“I’m guilty of giving people more chances than they deserve but when I’m done, I’m done.”

“Make the most of what you have and keep your standards high. Never settle for anything less than you deserve or are capable of achieving.”

“I will not try to convince you to love me, to respect me, to commit to me. I deserve better than that; I AM BETTER THAN THAT…Goodbye.”