Bat-Words
From mile_hi_bat this time:

Compassionate
This is definitely a driving force for me. If we don't care for each other, if we lose the ability to me moved by the pain or struggles of others, we are lost. The universe is a dark and twisty place, full of darkness as well as light. We are all we have. We have to help each other through this tangled, confusing mess that is life. And it's something that can be expressed in the smallest of ways. The expression of concern, the offer of help, the coin in the streetcar fare box that someone needs. The offer of the seat to someone who seems to need it. You don't have to do it all, all the time. Just offer what you can, when you can. Open the door. I believe that if we are to survive as a species (not that I'm all that convinced we deserve to), we have to find our way back to compassion and concern for each other.
Oooh, listen to me all Mother Teresa and sh*t

Intelligent
Nothing makes me crazier than people who won't think. There are people of varying types and degrees of intelligence wandering around. Always have been, always will be. But the person who could find the answer they need if they just took a fraction of a second to really think about the question or situation, I have no time for.
My parents pushed me to think for myself. When I was a kid, and I would make some pronouncement about some opinion I had formed, my dad would say "what about_____?" They taught me to question, to never take things at face value, to really consider what I thought. This is, to me, what education should be. Teaching people HOW to think. How to reason things out, and weigh the arguments and make your own decision.

Strong
People say to me that they could never do what I did, never survive what I went through. I don't believe this. No one was more surprised than me that I made it through. But it all sprang from a moment when, after the first flood of tears and rage and terror passed, I said "No"  I said to the cancer "F*ck you. I will not let you take me without a fight. I may not win, but I'll go kicking and screaming and clawing for every second of life I have left" And believe me, if, god forbid, it or something like it comes for you, you will do the same. You will see how much you value the screwed up mess that is life and you will come out swinging.

Genuine
I don't think I know any other way to be. I think my brain isn't wired very well for artifice or gameplaying. Say what you mean, mean what you say. I say "I love you" a lot and I mean it. I have a lot of love in me to share and it replenishes itself when I give it away, like the magic custard pot. I think of myself as a pretty heart on the sleeve kind of guy, but not in a step on me, I'm a victim kind of way. I am likely to say something like "Hey, you're sexy. I'd shag you if I ever got the chance!" which tends to scare people away. But when I say it, I mean it.

Friend
I think there is nothing in the world more valuable than a friend. I have lived most of my life single. My friends are what get me through, fulfil my emotional needs. Lovers have come and gone, but I have friends from when I was in grade school. Time has passed and we have grown each in our own way and when we see each other, it's as if no time has passed.
That being said, I sometimes question whether I just know lots of people. I always wonder whether I've made an impact, whether I've been a good enough friend. But, I tend to dwell on every mistake I've ever made.
"Sometimes I’m not sure I even have any friends. I may just have a large group of people that I tell everything to. It’s like I’ve made intimacy a superficial gesture." - Carrie Fisher
My friends are my nourishment. I could not go on without their company, their counsel, their bitchery, their support.