“Most human beings strongly believe that money is way less important than the life of a human being, but in reality five hundred, fifty, or even five dollars are way more important to the lives of most human beings than the lives of most human beings.”

“If they’d caused you pain, I’d never have been able to live with myself,” he said as he backed up a step.“You might want to find another place to sit. Those idiots could cook up a plan for revenge.” “I can’t leave.” Green Eyes took a huge breath. “This is the only place where I get to see you.” He looked like a man who’d just bet his entire fortune and laid his cards on the table.”

“My life might be in the streets, but my heart is gold. And together, I’m a street of gold.”

“His lone breaths- everywhere to be with himHope survives one more day, losing all fearWith the cold night’s touch through shivered scheme,His new day reminds of another yearFrom the poem Sonnet For A Man (Part II)”

“For all the alcoholics and addicts out there, you are loved, stopped being so stubborn and come in from the cold. Wherever you are, there is a brighter light in your sight. Move towards it every day, and keep moving towards it. Even the worst and strongest addiction is a choice—a choice not to fight, to give up, to indulge the impulse, or instead to accept the hands offered you to help, even from strangers, even from the state. Don’t hate those who gave up on you, it wasn’t their fault, you just wore them down. Show them they were wrong about you. Your troubles are meant to mold you into something better, not destroy you, so FIGHT! Another day comes for the better if you’re standing in the right spot for it to hit you. Find the right spot and stay there until it does.”

“At six years old we didn’t have any money;there was my mother, my brother and I.We had a deadbeat dad; left us before we weretwo, but she took us at Christmas-time todowntown Los Angeles.We had little cars going around in circles,it was pretty cool, and decorations in thewindow.She gave my brother and I a dime and toldus, “Boys whole half of it each, give it tothe man ringing the bell in the bucket.”We put it in this bucket, we said, “Mom, whydid we give that man a dime?That’s like two soda pops.”This is 1951, two soda pops, three candy bars.And mom said, “Boys, that’s the SalvationArmy.They take care of people that have no placeto live and no food.And we don’t have a lot of money, but we canafford a dime this year.Boys, always remember in life: give a littlesomething to those in need, they’ll alwaysbe somebody that’s not as well-off as youare. No matter where you are or how far down youare, try and help someone along the way.”It stuck with me.”