“Some people do not have to search for they find their niche early in life and rest there seemingly contented and resigned.  At times I envy them, but usually I do not understand them…and seldom do they understand me.  I am one of the searchers.  There are, I believe, millions of us.  We are not unhappy, but neither are we completely content.  We continue to explore life, hoping to uncover its ultimate secret.  We continue to explore ourselves, hoping to understand.  We like to walk along the beach.  We are drawn by the ocean, taken by its power and unceasing motion, its mystery and unspeakable beauty.  We like the forests, mountains, deserts, hidden rivers and lovely cities as well. Our sadness with the ones we love is perhaps as great a joy as we know, unless it is to share our laughter.  We searchers are ambitious only for life itself and for anything beautiful it can provide.  Most of all we want to love and be loved, to live in a relationship that will not impede our wanderings and prevent our search.  We do not want to prove or compete for love.  This passage is for the wanderers, dreamers, and lovers who dare not ask of life everything that is good and beautiful.” – Unknown