Like all of us in this storm between birth and death, I can wreak no great changes on the world, only small changes for the better, I hope, in the lives of those I love.

The speaker frames human life as a brief, turbulent passage—“this storm between birth and death”—and rejects grandiose fantasies of remaking the world. Instead, the moral center of the statement is a modest, relational ethic: whatever good one can reliably accomplish is most often local, intimate, and cumulative, expressed through care for family and friends. The line balances humility (“no great changes”) with responsibility (“small changes for the better”), suggesting that meaning is found less in public legacy than in private fidelity. It also carries a quiet hopefulness: even limited agency can matter when directed toward love, implying that everyday kindness is a realistic form of heroism.