A homeless fellow approached me while I was standing at the bus-stop and said:

"Sugar in the morning, sugar in the evening, sugar all day long. You know that's an old song, and I never quite knew what it ment, but I know one thing, the guy who wrote it, he's gots to be in love!"

Somehow that affected me profoundly.

He didn't ask for money or a smoke, and after he just smiled at me, I couldn't help but smile back.