I don't have a type looks-wise, but all my exes have been funny, open-minded and ambitious. I can't stand men with no passion in life.

These people living on the streets could have been friends you once knew. They are people who have somehow fallen through the gaps and found themselves, often through unimaginable circumstances, on the cusp of existence. In another reality, this could easily be me or you.

I know people who have been without a home for ages, and lots of my friends are sofa surfing because they are in between jobs or saving for degrees and other studies - paying £500 rent every month is just not feasible for them.

Listen to others with an open mind. Normally, that leads to a pleasant conversation.

One whose auditory sense has been accustomed to being comfortable with one kind tune misses out the spectacularity of the symphony.

A mind is capable of harboring and ingesting a vast variety of ideas and information. It would be the greatest crime against itself when it only permits its faculties the access to a monotonous inference, whereas it extinguishes its potence of immeasurable creativity.