When trapped in a system, the only viable option of escape is that which makes no logical sense.

When confronted with a seemingly indifferent and senseless world wherein cruelness slowly smothers our soul, our only means of escape are love and compassion.

I'll give you the clothes off my back, even if we may never meet again, even if you'd never do the same for me, even if you might hate me. I don't do it because I may have something to win, but precisely because there's no reward for it.

I want nothing from you beyond what you wish to give me. If it is nothing then give me nothing, but I'll give you everything I have should you feel the need for it.