There are doubts, anxieties, fears, damages, pains with which nothing - no wisdom, no system, no money, no amonut of alcohol (which does help, though), no Ferrari, not even the truth itself - can help you. Only a person.
(Like on that day - or was it a month; or a year? - when I must have been listenting to 'Child In Time', sulking in my room and contemplating messing things up*. Then my mom opened the door and said to me: "Someone's here to see you, son; a person from Galilee.")
*which I did.
