Those special people . . . . . . . .

Each stone, each bend cries welcome to him.

He identifies with the mountains and the streams,

he sees something of his own soul in the plants and

the animals and the birds of the field.

~from The Warrior of the Light

~*~

Warriors of the light are not perfect.
Their beauty lies in accepting this fact
and still desiring to grow and to learn.

~from The Warrior of the Light

Paulo Coelho

Funny, reading both of these just now brought someone very specific to mind :o)