us all children again - destroys all differences of intellect. The wisest know nothing.
When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives means the most us, we often find that it is those who, instead
of giving much advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a gentle and tender
hand. The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and
bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing and face with us the reality of our powerlessness, that
is a friend who cares. - Henri Nouwen