"I wish for everyone all the very best.
I can't pray for them in all my unfaithfulness.
But if I tried, I think it would be:
"Don't let anyone exist that nobody likes"
If people are small and poor - so what,
if they just are loved at least by one.
Because fame and success, it maybe sounds okay,
- but love is after all the only thing that counts."

My transl. from a poem
 by Anna Greta Wide