Benedict is a man who does not love balconies and crowds.

We love the Filipino crowds and it was great to have them there, but it got too much in the end. You couldn't breath in the gym, as more and more came each day.

For 'tis impossible Hate to return with love. [It., Che amar chi t'odia, ell'e impossibil cosa.]

Love has nothing to do with what you are expecting to get, it's what you are expected to give--which is everything.

I didn't want him around the bad crowds.

I, like many others, got away from the traffic and the crowds and liked it. There was so much public land for camping or recreation, and my family wanted to stay here.