The clearest way into the Universe is through a forest wilderness.
My stepson is a caring, considerate, worthy human being.
Nobody is so busy that they can’t make time for the people they really care about.
It all came apart once you started caring for something outside yourself.
I could try to care, but I ain’t sure it’s worth the bother.
The right mixture of caring and not caring – I suppose that’s what love is.
Maybe your mind won’t remember what I cooked last week, but your body will.