We think sometimes that poverty is only being hungry, naked and homeless. The poverty of being unwanted, unloved and uncared for is the greatest poverty. We must start in our own homes to remedy this kind of poverty.
We ourselves feel that what we are doing is just a drop in the ocean. But the ocean would be less because of that missing drop.
Love is a fruit in season at all times, and within reach of every hand.
Being unwanted, unloved, uncared for, forgotten by everybody, I think that is a much greater hunger, a much greater poverty than the person who has nothing to eat.