I guess being needed is almost as good as being loved. Maybe better.
A Tree Grows in Brooklyn; Betty Smith
I am a product of long corridors, empty sunlit rooms, upstairs indoor silences, attics explored in solitude, distant noises of gurgling cisterns and pipes, and the noise of wind under the tiles. Also, of endless books.
C. S. Lewis
I hope that one day you will have the experience of doing something you do not understand for someone you love.
Jonathan Safran Foer